I will survive...

Took my maths paper at thursday. As I have expected, it was awful. Though it was awful, i didn't shed a tear at all. Maybe i had the wonderful encouragement from my friend, Feli, which gave me the courage to move on. Still Loving you!!><

After getting the result, i did not cry nor being moody. Well, maybe a little, since I was worry that how am I suppose to send this bad news to my father. Instead of crying, I laugh like usual, bullying my friend sitting next to me and feeling sleepy after tensing up for so many nights.

And then it was Biology period. The bio students went to the lab to do their disecting session (poor rats...) and all 5 of us, the ohysic students, stayed in the classroom. While i was talking to my friend, one of my friend turned his face and asked.
"How did you score for your maths?"
"Awful."
"Come on lar, be specific lar!"
"XX" (sorry, still not prepared to say the marks...it still hurts...)
"And why are you still cheerful? Shouldn't you be crying?"
"........."Stare.
"Ya mar...if you cry only then I cry."
"Why?How much did you get?"
"XX" (his marks is why better than mine...but not satisfying for him though..)
"......."Stares.
I turned my back and started to do my homework. Ignore! ><

Overall, I take this as a lesson to me to try harder and time is a factor that makes me sometimes go crazy or moody.
But what the heck, this is life.

So...Now waiting for Pirate of the Carribeans. Going to watch it as soon as it is release!! ><
Dead men's chest...Here I come!