LOL.

As I have so wisely predicted, I am now, bleary-eyed, trying to finish my Add Maths folio a few hours before it is due to be submitted. Which makes it like, around 4 am now?

Perkara biasa.

Hari Terbuka only a few days away and I'm peeing in my pants.. metaphorically. Adam dropped from third spot to sixth in his class and he's already getting an earful from my parents every night.

WHAT THE F WILL HAPPEN TO ME?

I made the leap from tenth spot to 19th. Effing 19th. Effing, effing 19th. That's like jumping from a building, because death will be waiting for me at the bottom. Either by homicide (strangulation by parents) or suicide. It's okay. Either way. My grades are as follows; 3As, 4Bs, 2Cs and 1E. Friggin comel. Friggin comel. I find it important to repeat everything I just said to emphasize my impending doom.

This is it. Kan Nad? No more, no more I say. Bucking up now. I'm going to stick to the top guns of my class like leeches. And suck out their brain. Pick out their brain. And abstain from vampire-esque books, I've got enough cobwebs in my mind as it is. Bye-bye library card. :-(

Goodbye luxurious naps in class. Goodbye television. Goodbye fun.