Day 21: What’s a common misconception people have about you?
That I’m an overachiever. While that might seem to be the case I wasn’t always this driven to do well in class. I did get good grades, A’s & B’s, but that all changed my sophomore semester of college. During that entire semester I was depressed, I didn’t go to class, I slept right through them,cried a lot, and stopped hanging out with those people I called my friends at the time. And a part of me was very conscious of the fact that I was screwing myself up grade wise but that other half of me didn’t give a fuck. When my midterms were released and I had D’s and F’s in all but two classes that didn’t phase me. It wasn’t until final grades were released and I had a 0.52 GPA that something snapped me out of it. The following semester I went to class every day, did all of my assignments, tests, and projects. I made the Dean’s List that semester. I made that list three more times after that semester. Ever since Fall of 07 I made a promise to myself that I would work damn hard to make up for that semester. I commuted every day from Spring of 2008 to the day I graduated in December 2010. A lot of people in my classes always whispered that I was an overachiever and didn’t understand why I always would be working hard instead of staying up on campus late with my friends. My friends know why and understood why most evenings as soon as class was over I’d head home and get started on my homework. That work ethic is still with me right now during my grad classes. I look at that ‘07 semester and where I am now and I’m quite proud of myself. But I’m really not an overachiever I’m just keeping a promise to myself.
*I should add though that at point I was contemplating suicide. I remember looking out of my window from the fifth floor of my dorm thinking, It isn’t that far down. It took me thinking like that only three times before I realized something was seriously wrong with me. It wasn’t too long after that I snapped out of it. But when I think back to that semester it really scares me to remember that I was actually thinking like that. I was lucky that I snapped out of it because I’m not sure just what would have happened if I hadn’t.