Sigh!

My marks for History are out – and guess what? The impossible has happened! All the hard work and nights I spent going over theories and units, struggling to barely keep my eyes open, drinking coffee and going to the lady’s room frequently have finally paid off!

Yes, that’s right! No lecturer who spends half the time in class making jokes about Kim K formed against Zinzi Zwane shall prosper. Honestly speaking, I don’t know what to feel right now! Naturally, I should be happy! I should be jumping up and down…but I’m just feeling numb and dizzy.

There’s no sense of achievement whatsoever in me. I guess I’m just too worn out and tired like a soldier returning from the battle to understand the celebrations and ululations that greet you when you get back home.

Mom cried when I told her the “good news.”

It’s all just too surreal for me. I mean after Dr Damn-it’s exam I was dead sure that there was no way in hell I could pass. So, all these days I’ve been preparing myself for the worst; I had already drawn up all the things that were possible and passing was not one of them.

But through God even the impossible is possible. Of course, the mark I got is not anywhere near the 80s. There’s only so much magic God can do for you, especially if you know that the chances of you failing were so high that even a 50% mark was too much to ask for. Anyways, a pass by any other mark is still a pass, right?

So, I guess today is a good day! Not only did I pass History, but my-one-and-only-favourite-brother who sometimes annoys the hell out of me is on his way to Cape Town as we speak to spend the holidays with me and mom.

That’s a consolation at least.

I mean in the next few days Noxy, Tee and Linda will all be leaving Cape Town for other destinations. So, I won’t be really as lonely as I thought I’d be. A brother who I haven’t seen in such a long time will do for good company. Who knows, we might just end up having the best of times.

ZZ xxx

Dish it: Have you gotten your results yet? How did you do?