Fail- U're.

Flunking : Hi Numa, we finally meet.

Me : Wish we never did!

I thought I'd be fine, but who am I kidding? My confidence is quivering. I feel flustered, like I dno where to begin. Flunking has never really been my thing. Cuss academics and me? Well, we were always on good terms. Not this time I guess. Sigh! I saw this coming but th reality of failure is like on an entirely new level. Whats more disheartening is... my parents disappointment. Th perfect balance of them trying to hide their disappointment and encouraging me while conversing over th phone. Sigh! :(

So this is what it feels like eh? Ain't pretty. Its like th word failure itself is mocking me. Fail- U're. Get what I mean? All I wanna do is go for a run, plugged in my headphones and run. Run and run till theres no place left to go, till I just disappear.