The Proof Is In The Pudding.

I was feeling really really low after Finance class, because I felt really distressed about having so much going on this term and feeling 'not good enough' thanks to all these numbers-work that I have to do (but can't seem to do too well).

But I talked to Marc, who reminded me about the things that matter. And how first jobs are not be-all end-all. And how GPAs aren't all that important. And how if I am already giving my best (which I think I am, given variables of sanity, time, cognitive ability and energy...), then that's all I need to think about.

What happened to the old me? The one who didn't care about getting the summa cum laude. The one who believed that my worth was not necessarily reflected in the GPA, and whichever company that believed otherwise is not going to be good for me, anyway. It's scary, you know. In Year 1, I entered school with little expectations for myself. All I wanted was to enjoy school while I still could, and not focus on grades. I was happier. And now I'm eaten up over course grades and GPAs and achievements and internship applications that ask you how many times you've been a leader in school and want you to prove so badly how good you are.

Aye. It's time to be less harsh on myself. Just do the best I can, and not stress over the grade so much. I can do this.