This is so bad, and I need a place to bury my misery. I hope that once I finished this post, I can move on. It was always difficult to overcome the feeling of helplessness after a screwed paper. Not that I am regretting the things I don't know, but more of the self questioning of what I have been doing all this while. And the fact that I am shaped to care about marks more than anything else, how pathetic had I become. This is not the end of the world, right?
Yes, I am alright now. Time to move on.
Yes, I am alright now. Time to move on.
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