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ok, stats is fucking S.C.R.E.W.E.D.

say bye to A's, bye to gpa 3.9.
bye, bye, bye and more bye.
it is like a unreachable dream though
it feels, kind of,
ACHIEVABLE at some point in time.

fat hope you asshole.
grades without the work?
FATHOPE.
unhardworking + not-so-motivating teachers = definitely screwed gpa.

i feel so much like crying now,
that i dont know even how to start.
ironic, contradicting.
i know.
it just sucks.
you dont understand even if you claim you do.

incoherent sentences.
i know.
so what?

strong yet weak,
wants yet lazy.
relieved yet sad,
satisfied yet nostalgic.

P/S: i hate mighty. Like DAMN.
*winks to april*
i dont want to lose to you you asshole.
i wont let you have an edge over me.
not a chance.