|Taken from ΔNIMΔL|
But above failing.
Never been so happy that I jumped up and down. I got something I want: a non-failing grade in a class I had a ton of trouble in. Rationally speaking...I should have given up after that second test. But, in total me fashion, I did not. I don't like giving up. It hurts a part of me that's been in existence only a few years so it is pretty prepubescent: my pride.
But I enjoyed the feeling of not being at the bottom.
I hate looking up.
I prefer looking around.
Below is a pretty bad place to look too.
The void stared back.
The void of failing and I had the most intense staring contest ever on Friday. I stared so hard, it brought me to tears. Tears. I don't want the same thing to happen again. I will show my last final who is boss. Because I always win.
There have been a handful
Of times where I won.
Can this last final be added to that list?