All I can hold is my hope

I'm listening to Fur Elise right now and it's really calming me. Beethoven is my hero.

Man, the past two days have been a bit stressful. Econ is single-handedly stressing me out. I feel like a towel that has been wrung out numerous times and is dry, yet I am still being continually wrung out. I can't take the pressure any longer. My other classes are fine.

I think I'm stressed out from dissapointment in myself. Does that make sense? I know that I could do better, yet I have chosen not to. Ouch! I'm giving myslef a lecture and it's an annoying one. I just want to know that I can overcome this class...I've never done this badly in a subject and it makes me sad. I'm a smart girl who has knowingly let myself become stupid in this area.

Ok, I need to stop the negative. I still have the final to take. There's a small glimmer of hope. I can barely make it out through all of the doubtful haze, but it's still there.

Hope for tomorrow and hope for school to end and my sanity to return.