1000 things...

I have 1000 things to do and study, but I only left with one month. There are 1000 ways to die, but I can only choose one. I have 1000 things to write on the exam paper, but I only left with so much time. I have 1000 words for you, but I don't know how to start. Although we are only 1000mm apart, it seems like we are 1000 miles apart. Why...

5 days of mock exams have passed. See, I am still alive, worst still, writing blog. It is not as suffering as the others described. Hectic. This is the word I want to use. Study every night until 1 o clock.

After I studied the chapters, I don't gain confidence or feel better prepared for the exams. Instead, the fear of not doing well engulfed me. If I am not doing well in mock, I won't be doing well in O levels. If I don't do well in O levels, my life is ruined. Is this easy.

Complacency ah. Careless mistakes all come in. Let it be Chemistry, Physics or Mathematics. For the first time, I got a B3 for Chemistry. I don't do well for Physics either. Mathematics... Forget about it. Despite of learning it 2 or 3 years ago, I couldn't do differentiation and integration today. I am such a failure...

I want to go back to Desa Jaya tomorrow... Such an opportunity to visit the school, teachers and friends. Although I am not in Desa Jaya for 4 years already, my memories are still there... Times when I ran around the whole school (you have no idea how big it is), finding students to do their cleaning duties in the recess. Times when the name of 5K was announced to be the cleanest class of the week. Times when we bought erasers and pencil lead box to make our own toy. Times when we were punished for not doing homework or well in exams. Times when we bullied each other during every lessons. Times when we talked about almost everything in class despite the teacher is teaching. Times when we are younger. Things tend to be more precious when it slips out of your hand.