its prelims minus 10 hours and instead of concentrating and mugging like crazy, here i am blogging for the second time in a row. woohoo, way to go marcus. today was really honestly quite a crap day. i'm so damn sick of physics and newton and faraday, of waves and electromagnetism. its like im trying to cram so much information into my brain in such a short period of time!! i guess its my fault for leaving things so last minute.. prelims. hmmm.. on one hand, it somewhat gives a gauge of where you're at in your studies, gives a predicted score, and it matters to your parents.. BUTTTTTTT. on the other hand, its just prelims, with no effect whatsoever on your IB grade. and it technically has no effect on anything actually. its just a practice run to scare the living daylights out of us to make us study. so if it doesnt count for anything, WHYYY SOOOO SERIOUSSS??? so yeah. see how i'm caught in the middle.. its like i've lost my motivation to study. but then again. lately, i've lost my motivation for a lot of things. i've lost motivation. i've lost hope. theres no more hockey, so one less fulfilling thing to do. prelims mean no soccer, one more fulfilling thing down.. whats there left to find fulfillment in? i dont know, i honestly don't know.
but, i have this deal with glen. after prelims, we're gonna study and study and study like crazy. we've learnt our lesson and we're gonna make it up for the real thing. no joke this time. cause i may have lost my motivation for prelims, but now, i've suddenly gained my motivation for the end of years. i'm gonna prove you wrong.. i'm gonna prove all of you wrong. all you smart asses who think you're better than all of us cause you get higher test scores. people who think they're above us cause they get better achievement grades. and those people who just think youre good for nothing except being funny and cant study at all. boy oh boy. i'll prove you wrong. i will.
we all fall down. and sometimes its really hard to get up and yet we have to. sometimes we have friends to pull us up, other times we're on our own. sometimes we trip and thats why we fall down. sometimes we get pushed down.
sometimes its not the falling down that hurts, its finding out who pushed us that breaks your heart
