The summer semester is over. It was brutal and long and I didn't feel like I really had a summer. But it's over and to my disbelief, I got A's. No '-''s just A's. For the first time in my life I got a 4.0 GPA. *listens to the stunned silence of his siblings and parents* Yeah, that's what I thought your reaction might be. I am just as surprised. I owe it all to a whip-cracking(supportive and encouraging) wife. Seriously. Without her, I might have some B's and C's but she wouldn't let me be content with that. She knows I can do better and I'd better do it. :) I also have to give some thanks to lenient managers who let me take a class during the day and didn't mind me doing homework when I had some waiting time.
I can't fully express what it means to me to get a 4.0. I did horribly in middle school and only sort of pulled my act together in high school. Sure I graduated with a 3.6 but there are a lot of chior, theatre and creative writing credits padding that. It's not that I wasn't smart enough...I was just lazy. I procrastinated. I didn't have the drive for perfection. And I'm pretty sure I didn't believe I could do it. I had 4.0 older and younger siblings. I'm almost positive my 3.6 is the lowest overall GPA of any of my siblings. But I wasn't as smart. I wasn't as good. Granted my drive for this 4.0 was me being thrown in the trunk and my wife steering and holding the gas pedal down but I did it. I took the tests, did the assignments. I DID it. I stared at the computer screen for hours studying. I DID IT!!! Of course now...the only problem is I know I can, I know I should and now...I can't settle for anything less. Crap.
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