Truthfully, when I get
into my school, I kind of hated myself (the school was apparently for people
who flunked exams, and as long as you got money you could enroll. It’s also
filled with delinquents, but there are also few decent <some even smart!>
ones. It wasn’t really that good, but it wasn’t bad either). Sure, I barely
ever studied at all during grade school (apparently, national exam wasn’t a pinch for me back then) but I
didn’t think I’d score really low on... well, everything (though I didn’t score
that bad, I could’ve gotten in to another
school—but I’m digressing). In any case, I extremely overestimated myself—and
the worst part is, I’m not even sure what basis I have for doing so! I’ve never
gotten any kind of good results in grade school, so there really isn’t anything
that could justify my being lazy. Truth hurts sometimes.
