The ‘4.0′ Kid
I’m stuck being the Nerdy Kid. Forever stuck in the world of a 4.0 GPA now and forever. Stuck using my spare moments of the day reading an entire text book on my A levels, making aesthetic notes and mind maps and writing the perfectly crafted essays to gain educational credit.
‘Give yourself a break’ they say.
‘Go do something fun’ they say.
I try.
Has anyone bothered to ask me why i get so wounded when my grades fall or i don’t understand a topic and why i end up giving myself social solitude until i understand or get my grade back up?
My education is my hobbies. The reason i can recite the whole of my A Level law syllabus by the back of my hand without looking at the book once. The reason i couldn’t live with an E in English Literature and wasn’t satisfied until it was back to 4.0.
But why?
It’s not my family. They don’t care if i pass. Its not me trying to be the best either.
So what is it?
It’s the fact everything i ever found fun has been buried in a hole 6 foot underground: my music, my art, my dance and my dream to sing on Britain’s got talent one day. All stolen by the people who did me wrong.
I can’t be bad at my education if i read the text book but i AM bad at everything else. That’s what my head tells me. I look around and everyone is better at me than everything. My education is all i have. I can’t be bad at it if I revise. You can revise at hobbies and still be bad.
I don’t like being like this. I want my hobbies back. I want my life back. I don’t care for Cambridge. I just want to relax sometimes in my life..
















