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I am doomed to a life of frustrations and misery

Last term, I missed being a d.l because of .03 frickin points. This term, I’m missing it again because of one fric- no- one EFFING subject.
Introso has to be the worst subject in the world. What’s more is that it has to be one of the most useless subjects in the whole frickin world! I could care less about what the society thinks of me. Heck, the whole world could say I’m stupid for letting this get on my nerves and stop me from appreciating all the wonderful and whatever things in life. I could care less about all those. All I want is a 2.0.

Now here comes problem number 2. I was in a state of elated happiness only 4 hours ago. One of my titos (CFC) gave me a 100Php worth of celfone load. Yay. Any kid would be happy. Then my friend called and told me we could start with my drum lessons tomorrow morning at 10am. Again, I was happy although I told her I still had to get permission from my mom and see if we had money to spare. 3 and a half hours later, I’m depressed to the brink of insanity. We didn’t have money. Again. Which means that I couldn’t start with my drum lessons tomorrow. The more I think about it the more depressed I become. How can someone go from being super-happy to being overly depressed? Maybe I have Bipolar?
Well, that would probably have been easier to cope with than not having money and nearly being in the dean’s list of the second time.
I need to get a job. Seriously.
Whatever.
This is what happens when I tell other people about my plans. They never happen.