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Thursday, January 18, 2007 |
Luck |
is for the unprepared, I quoted.
And I ranked myself among the highest, for it was there I rightfully belonged. The procrastinator's prayer availed me naught. Cruel truth. So I continued the m103, or rather, my tradition of explosive failure. And I am royally pissed at myself for it.
I had trouble motivating myself for the exam. Did not study properly till 2 days before. The exam had a new overseer.
I can't even think up proper excuses anymore.
I am pissed with myself because after overcoming so much nonsense in the past 3 years, I fall at the first real hurdle Dalhousie had to offer. After clawing myself up from the weight of my failed summatives, I stumble yet again in the first test of any worth since sem 5. Maybe I just don't have the will power to become a doctor.
The shame.
What happens to me now I do not know. A meeting with the dean beckons.
How the hell am I going to tell my parents that I failed
yet
again.
Incidently, it's -30 degrees outside. And I guess the decision whether or not to get TBC has been made for me. Have a happy fun Azerothian adventure. |
posted by theycallmecruel @ 7:57 AM |
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