Passing Chemistry

After a weekend of partying, I come crashing down to reality with my mark of 65% in chemistry. I had sort of expected such an outcome, yet when it did occur I realised it was still something I'd rather not face. After dropping a fuckload of classes (from 8 to 5), you'd think that my marks would improve- but no, my scores have been slipping like water down a drain. In fact, the distribution of my scores could be modeled by an exponential decay. Not sure why I'd want to- if I wanted to stab at my already wounded ego, perhaps- but I could.

The Sunday before last, I was faced with a dilemma. I had a statistics tests and a chemistry test the following morning, yet I was not prepared for either one. However, I had a decent understanding of both- and the choice before me: I could excel at statistics and fail chemistry, or vice versa. It did not take long for me to realise that I had rather not fail any of them- so I took a third route- I would pass both, though I will not hope to do terribly well. As a result I studied for both exams, though I had left out at least one key concept for both of them.

...And now I'm tasting the consequence of my own decision. I can't say I have no regrets. Though it is likely that I would have regrets regardless of what I chose, I guess it's part of my nature to sit here and mope about it.

Then again, life is too short to waste it on worrying about trivial matters- trivial matters such as chemistry exams.