It was over at 4.15...
Exams are over....At 4.15 pm today, to be exact, but I won't say "at last", cause I'm actually dreading that it is...
Last Wednesday it really was over for me since I knew that I'd already failed my prac exam, but that wasn't what really upset me the most....it's so stupid; I was so self-absorbed with my own problems, so comparatively trivial, that I totally forgot about the definition of tact....To think, ringing up my parents, whining on and on about how I've flunked and how I won't be able to go to 3rd year for about an hour without stopping to think...It was only after I'd finished pouring my venom when they told me that my grandfather is currently pushing up daisies. The immediate reply? A simplistic, brutal and tactless "What?" right into my mom's ears, who was already trying to fight the tears. Dad took over and told me roughly what happened, but I'm not in the mood to go into all the gory details here. Apparently he figured that since I was already upset, it wouldn't hurt to break the bad news to me. "Wanna hear some more bad news?" he asked. "Your cousins are sick. One's got dengue while another's got meningitis.
It was a crappy day. It really was.
But anyhow, I wonder how everyone's doing. Because of my stupidity, taken to a whole new level if I may add, I've just added to everyone's misery back home. I hope she's feeling better. All of them. It's not much of a comfort when I say that I know that they hurt, and I can't say that I can truly understand what they're going through right now, but I really do wish that I could've done something, at least, to console them. Not by being here, but by being beside them when it happened.
But this is where the all the external grieving ends. I'm starting to feel more and more solemn as I'm typing, so now'll be a good place to call it quits. I'm not going to deliberately tuck it into a far corner of my mind, but it's also not a reason for me to completely stop smiling.
Now that the 1st sem exams are over, it's time to start planning for the trip to Sydney....then decide how much time I'm gonna spend on microbio during the holidays (those people won't even let us rest...to think, a 20% exam right after the holidays)...Ugh.
Last Wednesday it really was over for me since I knew that I'd already failed my prac exam, but that wasn't what really upset me the most....it's so stupid; I was so self-absorbed with my own problems, so comparatively trivial, that I totally forgot about the definition of tact....To think, ringing up my parents, whining on and on about how I've flunked and how I won't be able to go to 3rd year for about an hour without stopping to think...It was only after I'd finished pouring my venom when they told me that my grandfather is currently pushing up daisies. The immediate reply? A simplistic, brutal and tactless "What?" right into my mom's ears, who was already trying to fight the tears. Dad took over and told me roughly what happened, but I'm not in the mood to go into all the gory details here. Apparently he figured that since I was already upset, it wouldn't hurt to break the bad news to me. "Wanna hear some more bad news?" he asked. "Your cousins are sick. One's got dengue while another's got meningitis.
It was a crappy day. It really was.
But anyhow, I wonder how everyone's doing. Because of my stupidity, taken to a whole new level if I may add, I've just added to everyone's misery back home. I hope she's feeling better. All of them. It's not much of a comfort when I say that I know that they hurt, and I can't say that I can truly understand what they're going through right now, but I really do wish that I could've done something, at least, to console them. Not by being here, but by being beside them when it happened.
But this is where the all the external grieving ends. I'm starting to feel more and more solemn as I'm typing, so now'll be a good place to call it quits. I'm not going to deliberately tuck it into a far corner of my mind, but it's also not a reason for me to completely stop smiling.
Now that the 1st sem exams are over, it's time to start planning for the trip to Sydney....then decide how much time I'm gonna spend on microbio during the holidays (those people won't even let us rest...to think, a 20% exam right after the holidays)...Ugh.
posted by Sean Im at 4:26 AM
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