it’s days like this when i feel soooooooo disgusted with myself…
today started really nicely… my class will start at 12.30 which means i cld slp a little more and not be going to sch in the ‘rush hr’… the morning was exceptionally bright and pretty when i’m meeting BH after sch.. which ends at 2.30!! and it was even better when my mum bought my fave ‘9-layer kueh’… i thot all will go on well and that includes a Number Theory test tt i’ll be having in the afternoon…
of corrs… things didn’t turn up as well…. the test is really ez… come on…. it’s ez compared to the Calculus test… i thot i was well-prepared… i was wrong…. i actually didn’t noe or dunno how to do 2 out of 3 qns…. i mean… my mind was like not functioning during the test..
aft the test… we were discussing our ans… i mean… since i do not know how to do the qns… i got no ans to discuss abt in the 1st place… and the feeling is horrible esp when papaya need to keep TELLING me HOW MUCH MISTAKES I MADE… HELLO! i know i am dumb can…. at that pt of time…. i was soooo angry and frustrated with myself .. and failing another quiz is not what i want…. :pout1 i felt bad.. coz i stormed off really quickly… being ALONE was what i wanted…. and i hate myself…
so u can imagine tt clown who’s crying on the bus and in the train… i juz cannot control myself… and BH was late… he came out of his house late.. and this made me even more sad… he said he’ll PICK ME UP.. BUT he obviously didn’t…
juz when i thot i was the worst person in the whole wide world…. i recalled seeing a blind man on the mrt…. the blind man can’t even read the maths qns…let alone do right…
i wish i was smarter…
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