Monday, November 3, 2014
That is not who I am.
This Monday is literally the bane of my existence. One credit hour will be the reason I struggle to piece together a new schedule. Statistics-I do not like you. I will not like you. You can't make me and i won't. My GPA does not calculate my worth. It doesn't say that I am compassionate, smart, funny or have great hair. It does not mean that I am dumb. GPA-you will not tell me who I am based off of your score. I am beautiful, humorous and full of life. I am witty and full of really good facts. I can walk, swim and ride a bicycle. I can cook and make a mean pound cake. My GPA does not say that about me. It doesn't say that every day i struggle to find who I am in the grand scheme of things. It doesn't say that I have a boyfriend who will give me his last penny if it was what it took to make me happy and keep our bills paid. It can not, WILL NOT, tell me that I am worthless. I am rolling with the punches in this whole college thing and I'd be rolling by myself if it wasn't for my Jordon. Thanks honey for all that you do. ❤️