There’s no fast-forward

One of my classmates shared this tiktok with me post orgo quiz, ’cause we both needed the reminder.
I’m feeling pretty nervous since I’m making up my school list and the average gpa isn’t where mine is going to be, based on my very-old undergrad gpa. And, at this point, probably based on a mediocre postbac gpa. I know cognitively that we’re all being hard on ourselves because anything less than a 4.0 ain’t gonna fly, and it’s important to not define ourselves by a single grade, or even a class’ worth of grades.

Today was the transition to the next phase of This Year: back in the US at the end of March, start of school in May, and now I am here alone. A year ago I thought I’d have an apartment a few blocks from school. Now I’m sticking with rent I can afford and appropriate isolation conditions.
That’s the thing about roommates.

I have no idea how things are going to shake down as time goes on. I’m still hoping to find work, or a scholarship, or something. But most of all, I gotta start pulling those grades.