I still haven't gotten a straight answer about whether I'll fail. Maybe I haven't finished one course yet and they don't want me to drop it—after all, if I fail just one, I'm out. But according to my advisor, the program coordinator already told him I'll fail. If it ends up hurting me, I didn't like the field anyway, so I guess I didn't want to fail.
Hello everyone in the HIVE OPEN MIC community! It’s
here, and this time I’m participating in Week 319, titled Bad Day. I didn’t want to leave this post until the last minute—I always try my hardest to post on time each week, but this time I slipped up and didn’t want to let you down. I hope to stay on schedule from now on, for real. Graduate school exams are still in full swing—this is really driving me crazy—and I’m still a bit lazy when it comes to my thesis. I’m reminded that I was given the opportunity to continue this graduate program in Marine Biology, so I need to keep pushing myself. After all, I want to earn this master’s degree, and maybe now I’ll finally fall in love with the marine field. I think the song I chose ended up leaning toward the romantic side. To be honest, I never really took the time to learn it by heart, but it wasn’t until now that I read and pieced together a lot of the lyrics I had in my head. The song is one of the most beautiful by the singing duo of brothers Jesse and Joe, and it’s titled “The one with bad luck”. I didn’t want to keep thinking about whether another song might come to mind; I’m satisfied with how my choice turned out for this week. I definitely needed to do this—maybe it’s dedicated to my dream of getting a master’s degree in marine science, so it seemed fitting.
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I should add that I think a relationship—or something like that—that was supposed to be developing ended. I knew I was largely to blame. We had agreed to meet, but the other person clearly knew I couldn’t make it at that time and kept insisting. So I told them that if they’d already said they couldn’t make it at that time, why were they still insisting? If they didn’t want to see me, they should just say so and it wouldn’t be a big deal. Their response was that they couldn’t handle all the drama, and I told them okay, that there wouldn’t be any more drama, and finally I said goodbye.
Maybe I’m still holding onto the hope that nothing ever really ends completely, but it seems like it’s all over now, and this is where I’ve ended up—both in my graduate studies and in love. I guess it was nice while it lasted, even though with more than one of them I felt like I was suffering the whole time; I even found myself begging for it to end—even if it meant a messy breakup—yet I still ended up sad when it did. For now, I’ll just have to wait for the final answer.
I try to let all the things in my life flow, I might try to force everything a little bit, like with the Marine Biology postgraduate course or trying to be constant in Hive, but whatever ends up turning out, I know I will know how to accept it. Grateful for all the good things that have happened to me and the bad things that I have gotten rid of, for your support, I hope you also visit my other posts, good luck with your content and see you next week.
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