It ain't fair, but what are ya gonna do?
So, I got the Big Bad Phone-call today. The one with which I would be told if I passed my finals, or if I failed.
I failed.
What the foxtrot?!
No, I really did fail, on 0.2 points. Which is next to nothing. But I still failed.
Now I have a choice: quite or try again. Being as stubborn as I am, I'm going to try again. At the same school, but with a slightly altered course-group.
It's not fair though. Because I have two 5's in my profile-part, I failed. One of my friends has a 5 in her profile-part and a 4 in her general-part, she passed. *insert growling, snarling and stomping of foot here*
I failed.
What the foxtrot?!
No, I really did fail, on 0.2 points. Which is next to nothing. But I still failed.
Now I have a choice: quite or try again. Being as stubborn as I am, I'm going to try again. At the same school, but with a slightly altered course-group.
It's not fair though. Because I have two 5's in my profile-part, I failed. One of my friends has a 5 in her profile-part and a 4 in her general-part, she passed. *insert growling, snarling and stomping of foot here*