Life's so unpredictable. Last week was so bloody hard to pass and this week is breezing by. Hms, got my results yesterday and they weren't what I had expected, well perhaps not within my expectations. After what I have all gone through this entire past two weeks, it's like I have grown up a whole bit. I don't know. I just have been thinking alot about what's to life. I have also changed alot in terms of my character and perspective. I don't know what I want. Is grades everything?

It's like I am sitting in a very dark room with only a lighted candle in sight. I am waiting for someone or something to bring the candle to my side and pass me all its warmth and light. Because I am too weak to do anything anymore.