What is wrong with me? Seriously. I was really confident when I took the two exams last midterms. And I have no idea how come I have acquired a grade percentage of 79 percent on two separate exams.
I know confidence is not a reason for one to pass exams, but still, I was confident that I know the answers. And I didn't slack of. I studied. Greatly. But in the end, I failed.
It's been a week since I knew and the only things keeping me sane are Cody Simpson's new album 'Surfers Paradise', sketching on my physiology book, some magazines I bought from a thrift store and just by being home. But it still lingers in my mind. This might be the only time I've had a grade in line seven. Most of my grades were in the line of nine, seldom eight.
There are time when I feel like it's the end of the world, but I'm just too optimistic to rule out committing suicide, sorry not an option. On the other hand, I feel like a bipolar scum reverting to being the super introvert again. I avoid hearty conversations, I forget to smile, sometimes I even forget to eat.
What makes it worse is the expectations. From the teachers, my parents, friends, and all other nuisance in my life. But most of all, from myself. I didn't grow up to receive a failed grade, I grew up to achieve the highest grade possible!
The only hope I have now is the finals. May the odds be ever in my favor.
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