Grounded

Everytime i go for physics tuition, i feel like shitting my pants. Why, you ask? Well, my tuition mates are 2x HCI and 1x RI.

It is the most worrying that the race has already begun. The competition's heating up, and i'm still struggling at the starting line. The vast chasm between us and them continues to grow. And the normal distribution graphs are not gonna work in my favour no matter how you draw them. My 'A' grades have flown right out the window. Rather, they've crawled out and i just stood by in my nonchalance and watched them go. Now as for the B's..... I'll just have to try.

You know what disturbs me the most is that i never thought i'd be in this situation. It's pretty much fixed already, the grades we are gonna get. And this means i'm gonna get into a shit course in uni, which means my - entire - life just got a hell lot tougher. Life, as in future, as in ding-dong hello reality. Forever and ever more. Like, you've gone and knocked some girl up and brought a baby into this world, that's forever more too. Ok bad analogy, but you get me.

We bear the consequences of our actions and no matter how hard we try to blame it on something else(like we always always do), we are the ones who decide how our lives turn out. I do think it's perhaps just a tad bit cruel that a teenager has to possess the maturity and discipline not only to see how all this works out, but actually do things for their own good.

But this is just the way it works. This is what is expected of us. In this place, where everything and more is never enough. No vacancies for losers, no room for slackers.

I don't mean to be bitter, but.. This is the world that we live in, eh? This warm and fuzzy place, eh? Gotta love it, eh?