It’s hard to live in Achiever World.
In achiever world, people get A+ like candy during Halloween, and getting a B+ is the end of the world and the entire human race.
In achiever world, being class president, being the entire student body president, being the teacher’s pet and being the Editor-in-Chief of the school paper is part of an average student’s life.
My classmates are creams of the crop. where most have the average grades of 1.50 to 1.00. They vary from achievers to overachievers that dedicate their lives to getting a Summa Cum Laude. They’ll cry a river if they got a 2.00 in their transcripts.
My classmates are active. So active that if they were given a chance to Join every single organizations in this University, they would.
And professors from our college have a good eye on our class. So you might say that it is an ideal class.
But one problem: I’m an exception.
The Simple Life
When I was still in High School, all I care about was living a proper life, following the rules, maintaining a decent grade, playing games on my free time and mingling with friends.
Pretty much, I was your average student who usually ranks 4 to 6 in class. And I really didn’t care.
I remember my High School classmates weren’t really savages for grades, including our class Valedictorian.
I’ll see her every once in a while holding her books, but never did I see in her eyes a blaze of desire for more grades. In fact, she was a piece of sunshine.
My competitors among the Top Ten students weren’t savages either. We all aim to do our best and study hard during exams. And that’s it. Next thing you know, we’re all back to our games and music trips.
One time, we even teamed up and helped each other during an quiz. The third honor student was whispering the answer to me, then I’ll pass it on to the fourth honor student and it goes on. I think the answers reached the entire class! And the teacher never suspected since honor students are supposed to be ‘honorable’ and have to set a good example.
It was insane, but fun. And this was my world.
The Battle for the Title
When I became a college freshmen, I thought that all the students would be like in High School — Carefree.
At first, they were careful with their grades.
But much to my surprise, as the years go on, my classmates don’t seem to handle low grades well. In fact, they were thirsty to achieve and impress professors. It’s like War of the Worlds in a classroom.
Grades aren’t everything. Getting a barely passing grade doesn’t mean the end of one’s life. And it certainly doesn’t mean that when you get a flat one, you are intelligent.
But society dictates standards.
No matter how hard I try to analyze and use the inner thinking that I’ve loved and been blessed with, it’s never credited. It’s always with the quizzes and the punishments and the written exams.
Truth is, with what they’re doing, I’m an idiot.
I know, I can’t even memorize a single sentence without having to repeat it five times. I can’t go to school early enough to catch the opening prayer. I can’t even do my news script in less than an hour. I can’t even get a good grade during recitation to my professor because I’m not her favorite. I always get a minus five for simply asking for instructions to a seatmate.
The only thing missing now is getting a minus 10,000 for being Aencille Avila Santos.
I know I’m an idiot. A forever loser who doesn’t even know how to get a 1.00 in my transcript. And I’m sorry I can’t be good enough for you guys.
The only thing I’m good at is ranting and overanalyzing things, which is never credited.
Truth is, I even wonder why I’m doing this news script right now in the morning if in the end, I’m going to get a 2.50 in my transcript.
All this… for what?
Welcome to Achiever World.
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