Since that infamous day, I've had many moments which defined me as a person. I still remember telling my father about that day with Mr. S. The minute I saw him, he knew that I was not in the right shape of mind. After telling him, I knew that he was not pleased. Especially himself paying the fees. He went over to the college to report to the Head of Program (HOP) regarding my lecturer's behavior. This in a way had an effect positive effect, 'cause I knew that this won't be the last time that I will be seeing him. I knew that I'll be having some other subjects with Mr. S. But at least in the future, it was better.
Taking it back to 7 years ago. I was sitting for my IGCSE. If you were to describe in one word what my life at school was like, I would say "miserable". The only positive memories I had in school were some of the friends I made. Maybe some of the teachers I like, but the majority of them I didn't get along with. But one of the subjects I hated was maths. You need to be a smart arse to be able to solve why Y equals to X. I still remember the times when I would have difficulties trying to study. I had moments where I break down, myself throwing my notes around, and moments where I just ask myself, "why do I want to do this". I even took tuition classes for me to prepare for maths. I thought that this would help me pass maths. I failed the first time. Followed by the second and third time. No third-time luck for me. I knew that maths was just not for me.
I had times when I would attend my tuition class drunk. Well, just glad that this only happened to me once. During my preparation for my IGCSE, another subject I did not like was biology. I knew that I just hated science. Even got kicked out of physics class because I scored 7/100 on a test. That's the teacher's mistake for thinking that just because you have an older brother who is smarter, you'll be the same as him. He thought wrong. Chemistry class was not too bad, the teacher was alright, but I think the school in a polite way said I was too dumb to sit the exam. I just didn't understand how chemicals react to each other. This felt like I was studying for a Ph.D., but in reality, it was just for IGCSE.
Ironically, with me being drunk the day I attended class, I still somewhat remember it. Long story short, I attended a party the night before. I remember getting there at 7 PM. Safe to say based on pictures of myself from that night, I had a pretty good night. Except for the fact that I fell asleep at 4 AM. I remember that I have class at 12 PM the same day, followed by me not completing my homework. Got up at 7 AM, had some food, and went for a quick dip in the pool with myself and some other people. Got home at about 10 AM. My biology teacher Mr. James, was a sleeping pill. He was the only teacher around the tuition centre who I sort of get along with because I never liked the other science teacher. So I knew that I needed to complete my homework. I couldn't care less if I did it right or not, it was just a matter of me showing that I did the work. Got to class, and I was tired as hell. I had only 3 hours of sleep. I knew that today was going to be a long class. It was one of those small 1 on 1 room. So, I knew that if I fall asleep, it was going to be rather obvious. As he got into the first topic, I remember that I kept on dozing off. But I forced myself to stay awake. As time went by, I was like screw it, I'm going to sleep. 5 minutes into my sleep, I remember I got a tap on my shoulder. It was from my Mr. James. I was confused. I thought it was some sort of dream. But nope, it was just one of them days. "Lewis, I think you should get some rest. You look really tired", Mr. James said in a rather calm tone. I thought I was going to get a bollocking after that.
"I'll see you in our next class", Mr. James said in a fierce tone.
I walked out of class, knowing that I have class in an hour. So I went over to the class to get some rest. Then about 5 minutes later, I heard Mr. James having a go at me. I knew that I did something wrong. But I couldn't care less. I knew that I'm not going to be using science in the future.
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Failure
Genç KurguA person who finishes school faces the harsh reality of life. He's always constantly failing. But whenever he achieves something, it always takes the turn for its worst.
