I hate the feeling of dissapointment, especially when it's of yourself.
When you walk out of the exam studio to meet your eager parents, and then later your teacher, who were so excited for you etcetccc, you think you should be happy about what you've done and happy that it's finally over right... but you're not because you're NOT happy about what've you've done and thinking about it being over is just a bitch because then you think about all the small things you screwed up and will never ever have the opportunity to do again to show her that you CAN actually do it right but you just couldn't perfect it at that time because of small lapses on focus....
It's so frustrating.
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
I hate the feeling of dissapointment, especially when it's of yourself.
When you walk out of the exam studio to meet your eager parents, and then later your teacher, who were so excited for you etcetccc, you think you should be happy about what you've done and happy that it's finally over right... but you're not because you're NOT happy about what've you've done and thinking about it being over is just a bitch because then you think about all the small things you screwed up and will never ever have the opportunity to do again to show her that you CAN actually do it right but you just couldn't perfect it at that time because of small lapses on focus....
It's so frustrating.
∞ About me
A few nice people.
Angela (Tom), Lynette (Jerry), Emma (Bob), Eugenia (Pat), Anna (Fred) and Betty (George)