Whoop dee doo. I am here.

And I'm proud of myself, since I am taking SOMETHING a bit seriously.

Well, school started off today, after a mini-vacation of four days (including the weekend) given to us for Diwali (Which is a Hindu festival) and the Islamic New Year.

And we got a bunch of our exam papers. 

I got Islamic, Maths, Chemistry, Biology and Computer Science. 

I can't say I've done very well, or anything, because, I HAVEN'T.

I got a 47/60 in Islamic, 50/90 in Math and 54/90 in Computer Science. I will only disclose my Science grades as a whole after I get my Physics paper. (My chemistry grades were worse than ever.)

BUT I AM DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF. I don't care what other people think. I care about what I think of myself, I care about how I look at myself, how I judge myself. And honesty, I neither thinking, looking or judging myself in a positive way right now. I was thinking about my grades some time ago, and I was so close to giving up. My grades have always been constant and they never seem to improve, though I put more effort as the days go by. But I guess I can't expect better results in just a year. I will just have to work harder.
My friends (Especially Shwetha, have always made me feel good about my littlest improvements, and that HELPS. It seriously does. BTW, Shwetha, you were supposed to call me. You haven't called me.)

Well, I just took a break to do my homework and revise the day's work, and I've just finished. (Shwetha still hasn't called, it's actually okay, since we only talk about things like studies and school, but I just want to make her feel guilty that she hasn't called me.)

Atleast I got my work done. Well it's late and I wanna sleep, and I still have to iron my uniform, so, till next time.

#NowPlaying: Mama — My Chemical Romance

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.