Six down, two to go.
The papers were okay. Some are easy, some are confusing, some caused me to have mental breakdowns. No, I only had one. It was the last question and my mind just went blank. It was a fifteen-mark question, if it makes you feel better. So fifteen marks down the drain, that's something to talk about.
I've been having headaches over and over. Whenever I study, my vision gets screwed and I tend to see red and black spots all over. Then when I can see properly, I read blindly. You know, reading without thoroughly understanding. Wait, I do understand the stuff. I just don't keep them in mind, is all.
I've got good photographic memory but I can't remember a gajillion pages, can I? If you can, good for you. May you live forever. Well I think I totally messed up every paper. I think. Ah, I don't know. I haven't had much sleep. I don't want to take any naps and wake up grouchy and craving for more sleep. No, that is not right.
I woke up at four in the morning today to study just to have a mental breakdown later during the examination. Wonderful. These things happen, I suppose. I mean, hey, you can't be perfect in everything. But I've been studying so much. I would like to thank Hansaplast for keeping my fingers fine whenever I write. I would also like to thank Ferrero Rocher for staying up with me to study.
Happy moon cake day. I love moon cakes.

Whenever I turn on the radio, I always hear Chasing Cars. No fail. Is it a sign or just a coincidence? I don't know. I'll take it as a sign. But what on earth would I do with the 'sign'? I don't know.
I don't know many things.

Oh, my desk is messy again. I doubt I'll be cleaning it in the future.

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