guh-rades. phooey.

INTRODUCTION: second semester was a heavy one. i just felt like shoving it off the cliff down to hell. sheesh. i hated it. i felt lame, uninterested and useless. why shouldn't i? it was the start of heartbreaks, failures and unappreciated efforts since time immemorial. well in my time that is. i have never felt so squandered and it was as if i was being robbed of my ideas and time and happiness without me earning anything that's of minimum value.

REALIZATION: wait i'm being sooo overly dramatic about this it's painfully boring my ears and starting to give my fingers a stroke.

PROLOGUE: i've been warning/ technically trying to ease my parents/ parents' rage since after the christmas break about seeing Fs in my exams and having nightmares of test tubes strangling me and inhaling 12M hydrochloric acid/ HCl (very concentrated) then dying of it. before the finals week, i've already established and they've already accepted that there is a considerable chance that i might fail chemistry and theology (i know right). that wasn't something to be proud of but i'd rather that than tell them when i actually fail and get the grades already. of course even when i thought there was little chance of pulling my grades up with my final exam, i didn't throw my book away and sleep the night peacefully instead i did what i could still do after screwing most of the other things up. i did study towards the end of the semester.

NEXT SCENE: enough crap and go on to the good news.

CONCLUSION: nah, i just wanted to put a period to the semester that was with the thought that i passed all my subjects. that and the higher marks than what i expected make me wanna thank god even more than i did ever, though i don't know how. yet. :P i didn't have any Ds and i had quite a good number of Bs. oh and i got a A! hahahah. in BASKETBALL fuck. whatever! what a bogus. hahahah.

P.S. anyway, thank you so much god. i know all of this was your plan. :)