Growing up, I have always hate tests that have enumerations and identifications on them - though I fairly enjoyed them when I was only on my prkmary education when my brain was fresh and absorbed everything I was taught and I read.
How many times have my memory failed me? 50 times? A hundred? Maybe a lot more? But what hurts is when I have this complacent feeling I have studied good and I thought I could at least nail it, but I failed myself yet again.
But what I feel sad and mostly embarassedthe most is how my classmate shamelessly posted our scores online on our group page. I hate it when people do that, when they think it's fine to just post or know other people's scores.
I don't peer over others' grades amd I expect them not to peer over mine. And for just that, I spent the rest of my afternoon brooding in my room, crying over something I can't take back. Crying over something pathetic insensitive people would never understand.
Yet I smile at this little thing I saw floating over weheartit while I was clearing my head off.
But I just can't.




