Recently, we sat for our first exams of the semester. I honestly regret not studying diligently for the test (especially for Science, my god). Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly. We received our results a few weeks ago. I shook as I took my Science paper (since everyone pasrah with Science).
I got a C.
It would be a lie to say that I wasn't dissapointed in myself. I literally wanted to rip my paper to shreds, honestly. My first C for the mandatory subject. I guess that's why it was such a shock, since it's my first ever C. The only thing I thought about at the time was, "How am I going to tell mom?" since my mom is very strict about grades.
I ended up calling her a few days after we received our results. With a shaky voice, I tell her about my grades. Surprisingly, she wasn't that dissapointed. She pointed out all my faults throughout the year so far (i.e being very mean to my younger sister, disobedient towards my mom yadda yadda yadda). In that moment, I felt very discouraged because I called her to get support, not a lecture.
I realized later on that what she said was true. What you give, you get back, right? Then, I sought for change. I knew that if I didn't at least try to improve myself, my mom would be twice as dissapointed and my grades would continue to go downhill. I don't want that for myself. I want to keep bringing achievements to my parents, not dissapointment.
The past few days, I've tried to be nicer to my younger sister (somehow). So far so good, I guess. It helps though because I feel more at peace every day. Must have something to do with me not getting mad at her. I have really bad temper issues, don't I?
Another big thing happened this week but I'll save that for a different post. Adds to the suspense, don't you think?
