Death of High Exceptions

July 29, 2015

Stayed up and studied all night, third week in a row.

Patiently waiting for my test grade, athough i already know.

Straigth A student since grade school, Nobody's better than me

ive been top of my class and... woah woah wait .... I got a C?!

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