Chapter Twenty Five

I passed Math.

But I broke my contact lenses (tore it, actually).

Maybe it was for a reason why my contact lenses were torn. Maybe my they were becoming too unhealthy for my eyes. Or maybe I was too careless. Maybe I was becoming a little vain because of them. Nevertheless, the only thing that annoys me is the price we have to pay for a replacement. Other than that, I feel like I deserve this tragedy.

I guess that my bad lack had been cancelled out by a “miracle”. Who would've thought that I was going to pass? I was near failing.

Semester break had officially begun and I can finally to go to my room and bulldoze the piles of papers and notebooks that is reminiscent of yester-semester. The funny thing is, I don’t feel like it.

Life is ironic.