Can’t stop laughing cause he thinks he used me, when I really used him! hahaha got’em :) soooo happy to get you out of my head!

I know I’m not a failure. Being on the honor roll, graduating with honors, apart of National Honors Society, accepted to a great college, has taught me that. It’s just the small things like failing a test, or exam and knowing your parents are so disappointed in you that you don’t even feel like eating dinner with them just so you wont have to be apart of the awkward silence or the occasional, “I know you can do better” from dad, who really wants to say, “what the hell were you thinking?”

Now onto the exam. Final exam to be exact, I need at least a B to keep a B in the class. Following all of the teachers guidelines to getting a good score on this exam, studying for 15 minutes the week before, 30 minutes the week of and as long as you want the night before. Let’s just say I was very confident the night before and the morning of. I receive the test and take a deep breath. 8o questions, not that bad.. just take your time and know that you CAN do this. Going through the pages and pages of all of the questions, I feel overwhelmed. I keep skipping questions that I don’t understand or too long to comprehend. 40 more questions left, why is everyone already done? I really wish she would just move her answer sheet from under her paper! 5 minutes left of class and I have 10 questions to fill in. Done. I feel fine, feel like i did well. Although everytime I think I do well, I know I will get at least a C or worse.

My computer is laying on my desk, and I know the exam grade will be up by now. *click* *click* Not a fail, but I definitely feel like it when I see that grade.

Here comes the, “what the hell were you thinking.”