As the day draws closer, I get more nervous. And that is putting it in a calm way. I'm bloody freaking out! I didn't realize I cared that much about my results till now! I am so scared! I keep bombarding myself with questions abou the future, and I don't feel great at all. Like, if you don't get a single digit on that paper, your life in the country is practically over. I am totally gonna jump out of my bed on Monday. I'm so freaked out. Oh ya, and there is that stupid chore of returning your hair to its original colour. My hair isn't black, it's very very very dark brown. Plus, why should we follow the dress code? It is not like we are still part of that loony bin you call a school. And we didn't want to wear the school uniform, we were forced to. So all this is absolute insanity! If I were that old geezer, I would make style top priority in school! That way, the whole school probably won't hate Mr. Goh that much, and the establishment would be free of all the tension. Anyway, my heart is racing at top speed. I will probably faint on my way to get that piece of death note.
I have ulcer on my tongue right now. Is that a sign? I don't know. I am feeling so freaked out now paranoia levels are over the roof. I am so freaked out! In fact, I'm so freaked out I didn't feel hungry today at all! I wish I could travel back in time to when I first stepped out of the car to wait for Cherie and Jane at the 7-11 store. I will give that Nigel the question papers to the exams. Also, I will tell him refrain from eating porridge and listen in class, oh and that he is gonna drop Geography and not Combined Humanities.
I am gonna predict my L1R5:
English - B4
Chinese - B4(not a prediction :[ )
E.Maths - A2
A.Maths - B3
Chemistry - A2
Biology - C5
Combined Humanities - C6(fuck History.)
L1R5: 21
WHAT THE FUCK! Oh shit! It's my first time predicting and this is the shit I get! Oh fucking shit! Oh my god! This is a calamity, of cataclysmic proportions! This is bad, very bad! I can't even get into SRJC with this shitty grade! This is a terrible omen!
Labels: 21 is a fucked up shitty number.
