[mood|
![](http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e25/eviscerare/ianto%20jones/impressed.png)
oh lordie]
[music|
Living After Midnight -- Judas Priest]
I'm done for.
I tried my hand at 24 units on the same semester I was expected to conjure a workable thesis that showcased my skills as a Comm Major. To be honest I resigned myself to falling flat on my face from the get go. If there is such a thing as "'half expecting' to fail'", I had that.
I already had that low of an opinion of my academic capacity, but I never once expected to hit the floorboards of my self-esteem this hard.
60% of my Th151 grade truned to a heavy hitting F by the second big requirement and my only saving grace would've been my orals. Now, when have I ever done well where speaking well was required? Pagdating sa exam room, sa harap ni Rap-Raps, simple lang - Ako ay nagkalat.
AHAHAHAHA.
Greydzeroutendayfeckenpass! Scratch all that.
Sembreak na!
For all the disappointment in me (as a person/in the whole) he expressed over my standing, he takes pity and grants me a D. And, no, I did not appeal to Pity like some of his previous students are rumored to have employed in such a situation.
Fear-and-Loathing mode is over. Hello, Palawan or Pagudpud. Kung sesewertihen, Siquijor.
If I won't be so lucky, there's always the couch here in chilly Mendez-Nuñez where much needed pigging out and loafing about are due.