Now, we can all pretend, as we wish, about our marks that we are going to receive tomorrow. We can either say that our marks are terrible or just convince ourselves that we will get by. But that doesn't really matter now does it? I mean, who cares about what you think about your marks? All that matters are your marks, bad or good, we are just going to have to accept it. For better or for worse. For sickness or in health. For as long as we all shall live.
Now before this blog post starts sounding like wedding vows, let me reveal to all of you why I have suddenly appeared with such an outburst of academical expression. You see, I have been lying about my house today, moaning and groaning about tomorrow. How I dread it's oncoming presence and how I may just not be all that mentally prepared to accept it. BUT HOW MY FRIENDS, am I not going to accept it. I have to face those F9's or other grades nonetheless. It's not as if me slopping around will cure any damage that has already been done.
SO, this blog post is just to convince myself that I should not dread the past or the future. AND YOU KNOW WHY? Because it is either gone or fated. I cannot do anything about it but to study as hard as I can. SO I am so sorry if I affected anyone emotionally or mentally. My deepest sorry-ness.