There’s a life like this. A life like mine. School year 2011-2012. Sophomore year starts again. I was told I got two line of 7s, which eliminates me from being a candidate of my need to be a merit student for the first quarter. Is it really because I didn’t work hard enough to pass? Was I just much too preoccupied with work and extra-curricular activities that I let some of my grades slip by 1%? But come to think of it, I really don’t do well in Filipino class which makes up for 2 of my less academically competent grades, and the other of which I do not know. But to say the least, I am disappointed by myself having that I didn’t get great grades. I am not surprised also. I am indifferent.
Life like this isn’t bad. Life like this isn’t sad. Life like this will change if I want it to. But if I want it to, I have to work at it. And which I will. Because to know that I did this bad makes me feel so darn frustrated that I study everyday during my free time yet I can’t produce marvelous grades. Though, as of this moment, I should stop blaming myself on this, and start acting upon it. That’s something I wish we all could do. Stop complaining at some point, and start acting on it to get to the dream point.