The Septimus Notes

Monday, May 16, 2005

|Bittersweet Success.|

I've reached the end of the academic year.

I had two aims this year: 1) To get into the Reid Hall Program to study in Paris during my senior year and 2) To get my cumulative GPA from 2.634 to above a 3.0.

I learned a lot this year. I learned that I can do and achieve almost whatever I apply my mind and body to, so long as I apply my mind and body to it. I also learned that even slight weakness in either vein multiplies the possibility of failure ten-fold. Getting close enough to what I wanted, close enough to lick the salty sweet skin of success, I came to want more.

And now, at the end of this year, looking back, I realize I did not get "more." I did not work as hard or as long as I could have. At the same time, maybe I did. My reach may be longer than my grasp. My eyes may be wider than my mouth. [Insert other metaphors that imply I cannot do as much as I'd like]. And now, I have the summer ahead of me. I plan to take dance classes and read Murakami and see Elizabeth Taylor on the big screen in the park. But I also need to work, and, having already started, I am too tired to even read at night and I can already feel the summer slipping through my fingers.

Yet, mission accomplished: my cumulative GPA reached 3.004 and in a few months I will find myself reading Proust on the rue de Montparnasse.

promulgated by SWS2.1 at 09:32.
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