The semester is over, grades will be due next week.
I'm slightly worry about one of my class, because I didn't do so well on the midterm, and I didn't ace the final. So not exactly sure what my academic standing is. Hopefully, he'll give me a slight curve, although I don't think I did bad on the final.

Sometimes, I really hate the responsibilities that comes along with being the oldest child. It alway kinda feel like my wings are being pinned down by rocks ,and no matter how much you try to fly, you cant. Or... like a kite... you want to soar high, but you're being controlled by the person holding the string. I wish someone can just cut the string... and let the wind take me to whichever direction. Sometimes I secretly wish that I'm the wild child of the family or be someone that is less constricted.

Do you sometimes feel the same way too ?