thebeautifultruth
how did i fall in love with you?
Monday, May 5, 2008 11:16 AM
she sat in her seat, the heart beating against her rib cage.oh gosh.the math paper.
when the clock said 08.00 all i she heard was paper flipping open,pens scribbling, she did the same.she stared blankly at those questions.how do i even do them?but she wasn't going to give up this easily,she started tackling them.question by question she finished them, and then she stopped.
what's the question even talking about?
she skipped.the next question was no better,she wasn't going to give that this easily.she scribbled and scibbled and cancled anc cancled.time was running out.
she glanced at the clock.30 minutes left, it said.30 minutes to finish all the ones she left blank.with no more time to hestitate she started craking her head and writing them.
just as she finished a question, put down your pens was all she heard.her heart raced.there's still some undone!
there was nothing she could do then but to put her pen down and just stared at those numbers.she wanted to cry,she couldn't of course.she felt demoralised,she didn't want to do anymore test papers again.
as she walked home along the empty street by the main road,all she could think of was nothing.her eyes looked drained of life,her mind was racing on absolutely nothing,she didn't want to live to see her marks.they'll be just egregious.
she thought about all those studying.it did go partly to waste,could she even pass the paper?
she didn't want to think about it again.tomorrow is obviously no better than yesterday.
that's how i felt today.oh man..die
i was like so nervous before then paper.like die man.then i saw the paper.oh fuck!what the hell.so difficult.cannot finish.2 marks gone due to blanks.but i think got a lot is wrong coz no time and chiong like siao.
after the paper,joel was venting his anger on the used paper,i was so disgusted by the paper i was just crunching the unwanted graph paper into a ball.after we were dismissed.i was squatting by my bag outside class and went 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up, 'fuck' threw paper on wall,pick up until 'I WANT TO CRY!'
i do wanna cry.shit paper.
tmr science also won't be easy i heard.damn it all.
i'm so demoralised to even study!!!
damn damn damn.
science tomorrow.i don't wanna give a damn,but i obviously can't,can i?
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