woeful

It was a case of needing 3 good modules, and then there were 2. In short, I was about 4 marks off from a 2nd Upper Honors.

There you have it, a degree to sum of years of academical non-excellence. I guess this one was particularly hard to swallow, especially having invested a decent effort amount of effort (by my academical standard). Sometimes, I would like to have the results so that I could actually pat myself on the back for a job well done.

After numerous sucker punches thrown at me, I begin to contemplate the possibility that not achieving is perhaps a god-damn innate feature of myself. Maybe I was never astute, maybe the acumen was always sorely lacking. Then I guess it is only right that I don’t get due credit; I don’t deserve it.

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