Truth was, I cried moments before I wrote this post. Honestly I was actually a little more disappointed that I already was. Not because I didn't do better than my trials but my hard work didn't pay off the way I expected. All the late nights, hard work trying to understand and the amount of hope trying to break free from the "NO STRAIGHT A" curse. No kid, I do suffer from that deadly curse. I was NEVER, I repeat. NEVER a straight A student. Over the years I had been trying hard to break free from that curse. Nevertheless, I never succeed. No matter how I try, yet I am still stuck with that curse. I know its terrible to curse yourself this way but this is what I notice. I find myself the person who is always almost there but not there yet. I don't get it. Why? What did I miss that I cannot enjoy that moment of glory where I am excellent in everything and people get to be proud of me? I am not saying that my parents are not proud of me. I am also not saying...
I can't speak my mind because I'd offend you.