Disappointed pt. 2

It hasn't been long since I wrote this word as my blog title. I guess it's quite hard to actually avoid having this as a title because in every day, every minute, there would definitely be at least an ounce of disappointment harnessed within yourself.

Today has been quite an eventful day. Not because it was supposed to be, but I guess many impromptu decisions were made for the fun of it and to kill time. However, although the day was eventful, everything that happened was quite a recipe for disaster and disappointment. Most of the happenings began after school. Before that, I got reprimanded by my English teacher for printing advanced secondary 4 notes which to her seemed much of an insult. I had to explain everything to her. However, I think there was nothing very wrong about printing pieces of paper.I got reprimanded for being too afraid to lose. But i guess everything has both sides to its story.

Then after school,I had to rush my E-Maths correction last minute. My friends had already left me to go to the venue of the 2.4km retest. Initially, I thought it would be another shot worth taking to get myself an 'A' grade in this retest. All odds were against me when i had reflected what had happened. I could have not gotten the first in the race. For I had already attained a timing many would yearn to have. Instead, I should have helped my friends in various ways - Pushing them, pulling them, carrying them or any other desperate measures to help them pass would be a good thing.

I am sure they would be very appreciative. But no, someone has to be too egoistic to not care and think about others. I was too full of myself for thinking that my default school shoes would be something that will not hinder my performance. However, I was wrong. Very wrong. Not only were my feet as burnt as that from an oven, I overshot my previous timing by 20 seconds, I didn't do much helping out to those other people that I should. I feel so stupid mentioning it now. But what can be done?

It sucks to reflect over past sins and wrong doings of ourselves after a long, tiring day. I think I should be more sensitive towards other peoples feelings. Sorry.