Why am I so obsessed with perfection, but so far from it? Why I can’t ever do anything perfectly? I assure you it’s not for lack of trying. Well, sometimes it is. Wouldn’t it suck if the times I didn’t try quite as hard as I could are the only times I could get it right? Heck, for all I know, everything – as soon I decide to do my absolute best – conspires secretly to do all in its power to prevent perfection. That’s a rather disappointing thought. My imaginary balloon just deflated.
My stubbornness got the better of me again. I am again taking a large number of credits – even though this quarter has been hell. (Well, not really hell, but very busy.) This time it’s 20 credits. We’ll see how that works out. Needless to say, the comments of Kevin and my parents regarding my sanity and reason have been relatively ignored.