Neither is the week looking sunshine-y, bright, dandy, happy, glorious, marvelous etc.
Not only am I flunking my subjects as fast as a hummingbird flaps it's wings, but I am STILL stuck with a very bad sore throat. So bad, that I sound like a man.
There is a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Tomorrow is going to be the worst of days. And when I say the worst, you can bet your wallet I mean worst.
And the current question running through your heads now, "What? WHAT!?"
Well, dear readers. I shall satiate your thirst to laugh at my misery.
Tomorrow, I get my add math papers back. I flunked it. It was like standing at a gun at point blank and hoping it doesn't kill you. Oh, it will.
It. Will.
Not only that, when I got back my [horrid] chemistry paper today, Mr Wong was 'kind' enough to tell me that I "am not so good" in add math. Duh, like I didn't know that already.
Gosh, I can't remember the last time I've failed so many subjects in one exam. Oh, I know why I can't remember. BECAUSE IT'S NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE. DOH.
[breaths] Ok, I know ranting is not going to change the outcome [or the marks for that matter]
I was seriously contemplating skipping school tomorrow to go to the doctors for some antibiotics [Which is not of great priority, but still] but I have decided against it. I will face the music, own up to my wrongs [or in this case, F's] I will shrug off the utter feeling of dread crawling up from the pit of my stomach and instead, wear a cape of courage and march into that classroom and face my horrid add math paper. Yes, that's exactly what I'll do.
I wish I felt as confident as I sounded.
Don't be surprised if I go MIA for a couple of days blog readers, the parents are not going to be happy about this.
Ciao4Now
