i'm getting shivers from the impending day when we collect our results.

is it really monday???
i noe we all haf to gather at 11.30 at the audi. but how is the results gona be presented to us that way?
what would it be? slips of paper insensitively and forcibly thrown at our upturned faces that gap in horror at what might be our worst nightmare?
could that REALLY be it?

i dun want to noe.
i can't believe all this waiting and anticipating has left me feelin more isolated and afraid than i want to be.
All those ominous hints that teachers readily scatter in our direction its as if they were sowin the seeds of dread, a chore of which they merely carry out on a daily basis ( actually it probably is a daily basis thing for em'.. /: ).
fear just ignites in the bottomless pit of my gut and all but makes me want to puke my lunch out, and then puke out more remainin juices that dwell in the nooks of my stomach.

i can't take this constant hammering of the heart that stems not from excitement, nor passion, but frm the Satanic Fear of the unknown. a holocaust that could possibly wipe out all that was once worth living for.

an advancement is not wad i am seeking.
a miracle is wad i'm asking!

dun give me that
"oh dun worry la, u'll promote!" crap, or i swear i'll punch ur face.
i've got the gym workouts to substantiate. /: