I stared at the results of our mid-semester exams posted on the notice board, another F-, this was a continuous fail for the 8th time since I got back to school.
I'm losing hope in my studies altogether, everyone in the class has passed except for me.
Nat, who had returned from her visit to her parent's house after the phone incident with her roommates was looking at me sympathetically.
Damien was looking at my results with confusion.
He knows how hard I studied for this, yet nothing is working.
I worked hard for this, I was practising so hard, I wrote every assignment on my own, read and re-read everything to memorize it but still F-, where are the C and B I usually would get without even trying so hard?
I felt dejected and turned around and walked away.
Damien didn't follow me, gi
