Failure

Yeah, i know i am. No need to remind me...

well, we can ALWAYS find something to remind you of that...like, say...

Don't you dare say it!

your...

Ohhhhh no. You just stop right there!

Chemistry final exam grade.

Thanks Conscience. I can always count on you to keep things to yourself can't i?

That's ironic considering you shared someone's blog with someone else without their permission and got them all mad at you and have now lost their once absolute, more or less, trust.

Just stop, okay? Just stop. I'm tired, cold, and hungry, and now i've failed my chem final. Stupid, stupid exam. Why is that course even part of my major?

well, maybe you can go back a few grades if you can't even answer that. {idiot}

I heard that, smart alec, cause you're in my head. Or did you forget that?

Forget? Hah. Not a chance. And you thought i was trying to keep you from hearing my call you an idiot...pffffft. That's funny Wolf. Real funny. Hey? Maybe you can quit college and be a comedian? Oh...wait...that's right. You're not funny. Oops. My bad...{idiot}

It's days like these that i wish my friends weren't so busy with life, that i was able to have a real adventure again. Inactivity is more tiring than strenuous acticity.

yeah, well, folks, this fella just has no activity. Heh heh heh. Unless failing is one.

Conscience, just...

What? Shut up? Have fun making me. I'm gonna have a field day with this. Let's see. First semsester of college and you're already well on your way to not getting anywhere in life by screwing up chem. No wonder they call it a weed out course. They're plucking the useless weeds like you.

Is that going to be my legacy? Failing? Not able to get what needs to be done, well, done? It looks like it. Why am I so stupid all, okay, some of the time?

Only some?

Yes, conscience, SOME. Not ALL. I do have a few moments of relative brilliance/or perhaps average intelligence...

Yes....few..."VERY" few...empahsis on "VERY"

Okay conscience. Shut up now. I wan't none of your opinions and none of your thoughts, do you hear me? Yield. I will not. The wolf in me will never stop and defeat is never acceptable you worthless piece of trashy thoughts. Yield. Because if you do not, i swear, i will tear you apart, piece by piece, and reabuild myself into something even more than the joke i am now.

Now, i am going to go run a few miles to blow off steam. you better not be here when i get back.

Wolf. Out.

Arete'