Good things always end in a short span. I'll say the good first, then bad.
I FUCKING TOPPED THE WHOLE BLOODY CLASS FOR ENGLISH ONCE AGAIN, I GOT A 70% as the total mark (essay, letter writing, comprehension, summary and orals) for the prelims. It's an A2! Once again... after not doing any piece of homework/assignments for english given out and reading more garfield comics and the Dalai Lama book. ITS THE GCE's dude. Oh my god. I actually got a 17.5/25 for summary, the highest in class when everyone got single digits. They're pretty fucking retarded. I hate my class. They're fucking dimwits/rude bastards that never had a mother to teach them manners, they spit on the ground, try to act all poser and shove here and there and ignore me shouting at them telling to shut the fuck up when I'm trying to fucking pay attention during math and biology. I didn't listen for 3 years and study a damn thing and paying the price right now. When I tell them to be quiet, they're like repeat student serves you right now you shut up and see how it feels when you wasted your chance to pay attention last year when it was quiet, do i give a shit you want to pay attention, do i give a hoot that you want to pass, do i care if you want to listen because you're fucking me up when i want to do my things. I fucking care about my grades right now. That's why I'm seated infront.
Good thing is there are two months left before I do not have to see their ugly ass faces for the rest of my fucking secondary school life. I know I'm a repeat student, and it sucks to be one, and will get harsh treatment of people looking down at me blah blah. Fucking deserved it when I played the fool and went to church to get cash, stupid gump, I will definetely make sure there will be payback for making me go through all that shit from him, to think I'll be so nice to let him punish me all the time. FUCK. For geography, I got a 68% for map reading and industrialisation... shocking, aye? When I didn't study a fucking thing at all, and wrote rubbish thinking I'd fail... Overall, the grade is 69%, not counting social studies. And for biology/chemistry multiple choice paper (the goddamned hard one), I got a 58% on it. Half the class failed, good for them. Especially for my english grade, it seems that I'm back to supremacy.
But the bad thing... I failed math. Passed paper I (by only one mark) though the paper was freaking easy, but I made A WHOLE LOAD of careless mistakes everywhere. Like fuck, I forget my decimal points, and I forget the last two steps when solving the equations. Failed paper II, badly. Overall, I got a 43%, a fucking nice D grade. I knew I could have passed easily, especially for the trigonometry question, I got the answer correct in the first place but thought it was wrong and re-did the whole thing... argh. Saw it with my own fucking eyes, cause I crossed out my answer, nothing erased using white out. GODDAMNIT. I counted my marks and screamed out loud FUCKKKKKKKKKK ... and everyone turned at me. Really. Fuck. I've practiced math non stop since June till now, sometimes until late at night, folks shouting abuse at me and calling me names non stop and telling me I will fail but yet I continued to do the questions cause I know I suck at math... kissed up sucked dick but came up short... Wasted effort. I feel so defeated, why thank you god for being the main culprit of bad luck happening, you just wanted to see me falter and wallow in misery.
Fuck I need to pass this. It's my last chance. Why did I do so badly? Is 5 months enough time to make up for 3 years worth of work that I never studied?
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