The smell of failure
Yeah, that's it... and it's bloody all around me... the smell of failure... It doesn't count that my social life is almost non-existent, I manage to be a damn klutz even in my studies... I failed my chinese exam, even though I've studied for ages! The translation part went quite well, actually, but why that dictation had to be so difficult? Suddenly I couldn't catch a single word, I buggered it in a second... silly silly me! Well, now the harm is done, crying is quite useless, so I just have to learn from my mistakes (and it's not good for my ego) and try again in the next exam session... After all it's not an irreparable damage! Fingers crossed...