I'm going to 7 subjects. Well, at least it's one less subject to study.
And before everyone goes into a murderous mood, you don't have to tell me 'I told you so', because I don't want to hear that shit anymore. It's getting old.
Some of you may ask if I regret this. I mean, I failed Science. No, I don't regret, I did my best, my best wasn't enough, and now I'll be assigned to someplace that I deserve.
The world isn't fair. People are still classified. I'll be in a lower class. So be it.
Academic results aren't everything. Every person with some small bit of common sense knows that. It's an advantage, maybe a big advantage, but not a necessity. I won't die.
Maybe I'm so calm now because I'm in shock. Or maybe it's just that the whole damn thing is so trival to me now. Last in school isn't the end of the world. Being in a lower class simply means that I'm where I belong, it's where I'll improve best.
My exam results really remind me of when I found out I was posted to 2K.
I had prayed, I had done my best. I wanted to get into the top 4. I needed it. But no, I got posted all the way down. 2K. Nowhere near top 4. Looked like God didn't hear my prayers.
And for a while I had thought so. 2K. Class of slightly immature people. I'm not kidding, it happened all the time.
But, coming to the end of the year, I realise that I've enjoyed my time in 2K. Sure, social life was tougher, but much more rewarding. God answered my prayer when I asked to be in the top 4 classes. 2K has to be one of the best classes I've ever been. Thanks. Maybe my studies didn't improve, but I've grown where I needed to grow: emotionally.
So, if God wants me in a 7-subject class, so be it. I might be getting what I want. And no, it won't kill me.
And before everyone goes into a murderous mood, you don't have to tell me 'I told you so', because I don't want to hear that shit anymore. It's getting old.
Some of you may ask if I regret this. I mean, I failed Science. No, I don't regret, I did my best, my best wasn't enough, and now I'll be assigned to someplace that I deserve.
The world isn't fair. People are still classified. I'll be in a lower class. So be it.
Academic results aren't everything. Every person with some small bit of common sense knows that. It's an advantage, maybe a big advantage, but not a necessity. I won't die.
Maybe I'm so calm now because I'm in shock. Or maybe it's just that the whole damn thing is so trival to me now. Last in school isn't the end of the world. Being in a lower class simply means that I'm where I belong, it's where I'll improve best.
My exam results really remind me of when I found out I was posted to 2K.
I had prayed, I had done my best. I wanted to get into the top 4. I needed it. But no, I got posted all the way down. 2K. Nowhere near top 4. Looked like God didn't hear my prayers.
And for a while I had thought so. 2K. Class of slightly immature people. I'm not kidding, it happened all the time.
But, coming to the end of the year, I realise that I've enjoyed my time in 2K. Sure, social life was tougher, but much more rewarding. God answered my prayer when I asked to be in the top 4 classes. 2K has to be one of the best classes I've ever been. Thanks. Maybe my studies didn't improve, but I've grown where I needed to grow: emotionally.
So, if God wants me in a 7-subject class, so be it. I might be getting what I want. And no, it won't kill me.
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