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(Sunday, April 27, 2008 @ 8:08 pm)
Exams are starting,
or should i say have started.
Sitting in the hall makes me scared.
I am.
I can feel the pressure.
I am half way through the battle.
If i give up now, im surely gonna be dead.

Everyone at home seems to be against me.
They don't feel for me.
I feel so bad.
Extremely bad.
I don't feel like talking nor smile to them.
&i guess,
Going out to study with my friends makes me feel better.
I should say an excuse to leave the house.

I finally realized.
I don't wish to fail my examinations.
I regretted not loving books at the beginning.





/Just let me be alone for this moment.