The block test results ain't encouraging. S for GP. U for everything else. This is the most fucked up results I've ever laid my eyes on.

No big deal though. After all, the stress, the bad results ... they are just comedy. Ordinary life. In the literary context at least. The tragedy ... hmm, has to be something extraordinary. I dunno, can't think of anything particularly tragic right now.

Anyway, been putting in effort to improve my school performance and attitude. Been working somewhat, although I would have expected more.

Haha ... not being able to do well for the A levels ... that would be the real tragedy. Or not.