
Today, for the first time ever I flunked a test.
I'm sorry I'm using this blog post to vent out a little, but if I don't share this with anyone I'll go insane.
So people say I take myself too seriously, that I believe that I'm perfect, that things either go my way or no way at all; well it's not true. I just try working as hard as I can to get to where I need to be and I depend on that to get the job done. And I don't like trying my best and that best not being good enough. It has never happened before. I've always been the type of studying or practicing like crazy and seeing straight A's. I guess this time it wasn't enough...
Right now I'm annoyed, I'm frustrated only at myself. I at the moment need to grieve this, cry for a while, and then when I'm ready, I'll forgive myself and move on.
I guess failure is just a lesson I was bound to learn.