Officially got the last paper of the term today. One phrase to describe the entire CT experience – crash and burn. What I knew I wouldn’t do well in – well obviously it came through.
The papers that I thought I would be okay in – well guess what, no such luck. Still managed to screw them up miraculously.
Okay, really what is going on with me. I should have done better, I know I could have. But then again I suppose there’s no point crying over spoiled milk. Just got to keep on moving.
I sound like one of those motivational tracks that I abhor.
But seriously though, there’s nothing much I can do anyway, what with me being this age. I know, it’s such a pathetic excuse…
Picking stars 