yesterday i was at the library studying for my math final
when i realized i don't remember how to do like...anything.
when that hit me, i put my head down and started to do that awkwardly silent bawling thing. then i was drowning in my tears. literally.
the table was wet..my face was blotchy, and my review was damp.
that's when i threw everything into my backpack and left for practice.
being on the sparring mat was great. it made everything sort of go away. i haven't laughed so much all week. but then when my "coach" started to ignore me..i realized that taekwondo has been great and wonderful for the past 13 years. but i think i'm ready to hang up the belt.. i don't love it anymore and i'm sure i can find a yoga class or something to make me relax.
boy oh boy. i hate this. finals are killing me. it makes me dread the end of the semester oh so very badly wahhhh. i think i'll spend tonight cuddled up with my math book..in tears of frustration.
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