B3 ???
Wednesday, August 13, 2008 ' 6:40 PM
ARGHHH damn it! Damn everything! Damn everything against my will!!
And i said 3 is a good number on the previous post, and 3 is the grade for my chinese O level. A B3...
I see Calvin Qiyuan they all got a distinction... But why i can't?? Now i can't tell them i am ex-higher chinese in sec 1,2 and primary 6... I felt like that's enough i can kill myself already. Really, those thoughts of slashing my wrist, punching the wall till my hands or the wall breaks, grabbing someone on the streets and stab them, kicking a ball as hard as i can to damage the tuition centre sign board downstairs, came to mind once and i was on the brink to do them. I cannot accept the fact that i cannot get a distinction though my listening compre and oral is a "D", for distinction. I just lack a few more marks to enjoy life like my classmates. Now i need to slug it hard another subject which i totally forgot how to score, or even do.
I think only by hugging C then my mind will be at peace. Her soothing face, her sweet voice, and her 'charming' smile (i know charming isn't for girls, but that's my taste). While hugging we would just nice be at eye level... *Er-hem*...
But C got an A2, i don't know what to say, or feel now... "I'D BECOME SO NUMB I CAN'T FEEL YOU THERE"...
I guess now i need to reveal a bit of who C is right? Too bad i am not going to do so. You're too late. Indeed.
Now those people whom i know who happen to know my blog address , please keep this a secret. Or else i will borrow a chain-saw from TingKang , he definitely has one. Haha.
Yeah, O level oral examination is 2 days later, damn it. Once again i will break out in cold sweat like during Tuesday when i get my chinese results. Really it's cold. My palms, feet, neck felt like ice. Then Tuesday i was holding Joel's pen, when he got it back he commented that why is it so 'damn cold'? I guess i was getting a bit cold-blooded, but in another way. Normally i am emiting alot of heat in the ground where my feet stood and my butt sat. Then cold sweat with a cold touch...
Sleep with the trauma that kept you sleepless