English is one of my favorite subjects, but I barely passed. When I see some of my friends that passed Calc. with a 4 or English with a 5, I just feel fierce envy bubble up, only to spill over to self-pity.
When my parents saw the English 3/Calculus 1, they didn't seem to happy either. While I was excited that I did get a 4/5, the bad overpowered the good.
Now, I just feel under-accomplished; like I could have done so much better if I just didn't give up on myself. It's a horrible sense of regret that's going to haunt me until I realize that I'm not perfect.
Having a vast superiority complex, this is a very wearisome task.
It's no use crying over spilt milk, but once in a while, you need to.











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Milk ☆ Pocky
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