Sunday, August 8, 2010

Grades, Grades, Grades

I've always been a good student. Since my birth my parents knew I was born to get straight A's. It was all going great until I entered High School. My grades got worse and worse by the second. It was hell to my parents, it wasnt very nice for me either. I am good with some subjects, almost every one, but I have this difficulty with social studies. Every year, when I have to go get my final grades, everything is fine except for that one and only subject. It sucks, cause I try my best.

Last year, when I my mother went to get my grades, she told me I passed socials, and I was incredibly happy. I believed I really passed, but they told me, this year, at the end of May that I needed to recover social studies from last year. I didnt believe it, so I just let it pass. I really needed to recover it, or else I couldnt matriculate for next year, ergo, repeat this one. I would kill myself.

This school year I also failed socials. I needed to recover this August, like my other socials exam. I totally forgot about it, and just kept on studying this years exam. The test is in two days, and I remembered today. So, I told my mother about it, and she was infuriated. She told me she didnt care if I had to repeat my freshmen year, as long as I learned to not leave things to the very last second.

The plan now is to stop studying for this yea'rs exam, and focus on last year's. Because if I fail this year's nothing happens, I just have to do it again and again until I pass. I'm so scared. I dont want to fuck it up, cause if I do, there is no way around it.


Fuck.

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