Thursday, May 6, 2010

The dream is over?

My dearest Nora, wherever thou mayst roam,

Grades are in this eve. Disappointment abounds. An A, a B, three Cs. This, after a crummy fall term, makes me feel like applying to medical school would just be a waste of time and money.

I don't quite know how it all happened. I'm feeling a good bit depressed and lost. Where do I go from here?

Plenty of expletives and self-loathing to go around,

J.O. Morris

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