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2/30

2/30
 
Finals.
A stressful week.
Studying for several hours,
With little to no sleep.
Blood, sweat, and tears.
Literally shed to prepare.
Whatever the outcome,
our GPA is to be declared.
 
This winter semester was awfully hard.
I was only a freshman.
This was just my start.
Unfortunately, things were not smooth sailing.
This newbie
Was at risk of failing.
I decided to set aside my discouraging attitude,
For it
Was the reason I was pretty screwed.
 
Days go on and finals have ended
(Thank god)
I’m feeling good, I’m feeling splendid.
I go to my friends and joke about my score
“I definitely got a five percent!!” I said sarcastically.
They replied, “No u definitely got more!”
Physics was never my niche
I never understood it
It’s the subject I always ditched.
I do regret it now,
For my result on my exam
Had everyone questioning “How?”
Yes it’s me,
The girl who got only 2 right on her final,
This is sadly she.
Not so proud of this disaster,
But I always knew
Physics was something I could never master.
I think about this often and have a lot to repent.
But at least I can say,
I didn’t get a five percent.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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