Things to bring to school on Thursday:
- tissue paper
- tissue paper
- tissue paper
- penknife (to shred my papers/anything around me/myself)

AHHH although i've always said & knew i'll do badly for prelims, the dreadful reality is slowly creeping to me, & i'm hating every single second of it. i'm really scared okay, i've never been scared getting results back before (other than chinese o's). and i know i totally deserve it, but still, i think i'm just gonna faint & die. & when i do, please remember me!

so, when you see me on thursday, please come & comfort me! i'll appreciate it!


But the irony of the story is when I fell to my knees
And began clawing at the dirt in front of the tombstone
Of my bashful childhood