I thought that if I was ever given the chance to relearn everything, I'd not take it for granted ever again - and I still believe that I would do just the same now. I had started my maths work thinking to myself that I could finish it tonight but found that I couldn't answer a single one of them.
The depressing thought then came to me - if this is what's going to be like in the exam I dread to think how miserably I'd fail IB. The sheer thought of this possibility had scared me, pushing me to the verge of tears. OK, maybe it's because of my habit of exaggerating and fearing for the worst, but for me, at this moment in time, it's seems so real.
I don't want to fail this, it would mean that I've wasted two years of my life, ruining my future all in all. If I throw in the towel now, I could just go remove myself of existence.
Time is running out, and I'm here putting my work off for the sake of posting a blog...
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I hate procrastinising becauses I can see myself doing it yet can't stop. I know I should be doing something else yet I can't stop myself punching out a poxy little comment to your blog.
ReplyDeleteAh well, you're sitting next to me. See you in 3 seconds