It was a weird sem, last sem was.
I've heard from most people that it had been their worst sem (so far). It was, too, for me. I was forced to go Non-Maj, it was a billion times harder to get classes, I had a 5:30-7PM WF class, and... well, I could list all the fuck-up's and, yet, it was actually the best sem I've ever had, too.
When I got the Geol 40 class, I was (though, still am) really determined to do good with the sem. I took it as a sign from God, that He is finally giving me what I want and that I have to do my best not to fuck it up. I had lesser missed and late classes. I would actually study earlier than the night before the exam. I read ahead the lectures, most of the times. I read notes, if applicable. I was, in a sense, being a better me. I was, finally, studying.
I guess that's the reason I felt so stressed. Because, though I wasn't hoping for uno's, I was hoping to get better grades... anything is better than what I've had before, anyway.
I did study. I did get better grades. I did dream. Yet, I still failed to get what I want.
There is no such thing as "work hard and you'll get what you want." Life is just luck.
I seem to be unlucky. Labels: #drama, #life, %english, `life, suicidal
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It was a weird sem, last sem was.
I've heard from most people that it had been their worst sem (so far). It was, too, for me. I was forced to go Non-Maj, it was a billion times harder to get classes, I had a 5:30-7PM WF class, and... well, I could list all the fuck-up's and, yet, it was actually the best sem I've ever had, too.
When I got the Geol 40 class, I was (though, still am) really determined to do good with the sem. I took it as a sign from God, that He is finally giving me what I want and that I have to do my best not to fuck it up. I had lesser missed and late classes. I would actually study earlier than the night before the exam. I read ahead the lectures, most of the times. I read notes, if applicable. I was, in a sense, being a better me. I was, finally, studying.
I guess that's the reason I felt so stressed. Because, though I wasn't hoping for uno's, I was hoping to get better grades... anything is better than what I've had before, anyway.
I did study. I did get better grades. I did dream. Yet, I still failed to get what I want.
There is no such thing as "work hard and you'll get what you want." Life is just luck.
I seem to be unlucky. Labels: #drama, #life, %english, `life, suicidal
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tagboard soon
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The cat loves to purr, and meow, and hiss. She's a very noisy cat, obviously. Kitty loves to sleep, next to her love for food. Food she loves include pizza, pasta, crepes, pancakes, cakes, milktea,burgers, etc. She loves being worshipped. Bow down to me!!! She loves cuddles, unless we're not close, eew don't touch me freak.
This kitty is in-love with a non-reacting bunny. He's always acting cool, and fails at it. He is crazy and loves computers.
This is still pretty much under construction; hence the emptiness.
Adopted Trees.
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