Okay. Freaking out less now.

My Plan A is in serious jeopardy, yes. This is especially scary because, up until about a year ago, I hadn’t even considered the necessity of a plan B. Now it’s looking like a plan C is a good idea, if I can even think of one.

BUT…

This is not the end of the world. No matter what, I will still walk across that stage within a year, and receive a Bachelor of Science in Honours Biology, even if it’s with a third-class average. By no means will I be at rock bottom - I will still have a lot to work with. I may still be able to reach my goal by a round-about method. Or I may be able to make a new goal and be satisfied - or even happier - with that. I will find something, somewhere. I will not be broken by achieving less than I had intended, when I have still achieved so much.

I will not give up.

I will never give up.