Story of A Goddess

It's over. My life, that is. It has never happen before. But it did!

I thought i could run away from it. But i cudn't. Now, i regret. I'm sad. I'm depressed. It's not PMS. I'm dead meat. It's the end for me. Wargh!

I cried. I bawled. I howled. I wailed. I screamed. I screeched. I choked. I sobbed. I wept.

I hit. I stomped. I slapped. I kicked. I punched. I squeezed. I pinched. I pulled. I tugged. I pushed.

I laid silently. I sprawled lifelessly. I stood quietly. I sat still.

I did not turn. I did not twist. I did not swing. I did not sway. I did not move.

70 max. That's the highest i could get. 45 minimum. That's the minimum score i could lose.80. That's my fence that i have to jump over. Can i make it with a little bit of luck? Maths.
Medicine.

That's it. No turning back. No changes. No regrets? No hope? No way of getting back in track?NO WORRIES?! How can that be?

My best subject. Turns out my worst exam paper. Top marks, then. Low percentage, now?

Was it my confidence? Overboard? Have I taken in too lightly? Why this test? Why not the previous? There must be something wrong with me. Positive!!

I feel empty. I feel humiliated with myself. I'm ashamed. I'm embarrassed. I'm enraged!

Think I'm exaggerating? That's the difference between you and me....

For now...........
But, I'll be fine.