I had thought about going to rejoice the end of the year with all my young friends (all covered in huge purple leis), but decided to hang back. Although my boyfriend was going to be there (which is also an advantage), I just felt so much shame in my heart --- I don't want to run into all my teachers and see their faces of disapproval. I would have to explain to Mr. Landers why I didn't go to his alma mater, or to stare in the face of Madame Oyler, who made me feel intellectually obsolete for two years of my life.
I do not want to confront these troubles! It makes me realize now, that I really haven't gotten over my failure 2 years ago. I am going to go to an even BETTER college now, and I got straight A's my first semester of Community College, and relatively good grades for my second semester! I guess this proves the saying that "you just can't let go of the past", but just goes to show that God brought me through that struggle, and He will surely fulfill His promise, and guide me forward again.