It's finally happened.

I failed a subject.

I didn't think this day would come, but it did. And I have no idea what am I supposed to feel.

I kind of feel glad, because now I have 'failing chem' to add to my list of things I did before I die.
Really though, the guilt just hasn't sunken in yet. I do know that I probably ruined my chances for an A1 for end of the year exam.

Told mom, as expected she was dissapointed. I didn't dare tell her that i'm staying back tomorrow to do kerja amal for some merits.

Man, and I used to be the one supervising. Now i'm the one doing.







This sucks donkey balls. Stupid pants.