In another life

I just wished I hadn't attended that module. I had to call up my dad and my mom, and insert the fact that the exam was hard, just subtle enough, to pull down their hopes on me. I mean, please, torn down all the hopes you've put in me, everyone. I am just not that fit enough to live purposely for all the good grades, the great marks, the role model. I am just another human being, taking up some space on the earth.

Love,
Fizzah

P/s: I actually wanted to tell how lovely my dinner was. Boiled potato with mozarella, but I went emo, again.