First, I get stressed over my Math and Chinese results and my overall GPA, then I struggle with my Math homework (I'm only halfway done now.)
And now, I am (apparently, according to my mum,) a failure.
Her definition of a Failure: Someone who sleeps late and wakes up not looking like the Energizer Battery Mascot Rabbit.
Bravo. I feel SO motivated.
Rachel the Failure.
Right.
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