In Nantes I asked myself nearly every day whether or not I thought the whole experience was worth the cost, so it's only natural that the same thing should happen to me here.
I came here expecting great changes in such a short time and I fear all I've found is disillusionment. This will not be a class I expected, I can't possibly get along with students so different from myself, I can't expect my roommate to clean his own hair out of the drain after his shower.
I don't know why I'm always setting myself up like this: expecting the great and only finding disappointment.
But I tell myself that there's still time, another illusion I cling to. But there's still 23 days left to prove myself wrong - and I do so hope that happens.
I came here expecting great changes in such a short time and I fear all I've found is disillusionment. This will not be a class I expected, I can't possibly get along with students so different from myself, I can't expect my roommate to clean his own hair out of the drain after his shower.
I don't know why I'm always setting myself up like this: expecting the great and only finding disappointment.
But I tell myself that there's still time, another illusion I cling to. But there's still 23 days left to prove myself wrong - and I do so hope that happens.
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