i was sitting at my seat,
at the back of class.
feeling like a total shithead.
why does everyone abound me have to be so damned perfect.
so hardworking
so talented
so faultless
so unscrewed
and for the first time since i entered dhs,
i wished i could be like that.
and just then,
my lovely maths paper came,
with a giant red C on it.
then came the big 7/12
why do i keep failing.
why cant i just be proud of my achievements for once?
oh i dont know.
because the world ends up comparing me to them,
making me feel like a total imbecile.

aiyoh,
------ so wonderful!
as always, A+!

seeee, -------- so great.
best in the whole level.

------,
why you do so badly?
10/12 you know!

compared to me:

uh....
B.

uh....
at least you passed.

uh...
not so good.

register one, top 5%
register two, top 5%
register three, ditto
register four, top 10%
register five, uh... not so good.

eh deborah?
you going for the amc also uh.
*shocked face*
(the last ones from the bitch sitting next t jh (: TANHUIYEE, screw her to the power of 123456776543 )

unsensitive shit screwed up world.
so im not perfect in any aspect
i think ive known that from the time i was 3
you dont have to rub it in
annoying.