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The results I collected today were equally bad, if not worse. Nope, don't want to talk about it yet. Sigh. Today, I felt hurt. Why did I do it in the first place when it wasn't mine to do? Cause I don't want to lose you. I'm just.. either over reacting, or hurt by the way you handled this. It's like laughing at the girl who's giving you a blowjob for the first time. Or laughing at her when she finally finds the courage to do a striptease for you for the first time. Okay maybe that wasn't the best examples. But still, the feeling sucked. Feels miserable and pathetic, haha. Okay anyway, I'm guessing that I'm failing 3 subjects. Or more. Definitely maths. I'm doomed, I can't get into any poly if I fail maths. Dear god, save me. Just now: Me: Mummy.. I don't want to go school tomorrow. Mum: Why..? Me: *Babbles on* Mum: Okay lor.. Me: HUH? *jaw drops* Just like that..? Mum: Nevermind what, you don't go school your results still there mah. So don't go also can.. Up to you. Oh no. No no no no no mummy, you shouldn't be thinking like that. Or you're really going to kill me when you see my report book next Friday. Oh god, I'm so sorry! This thinking is wrong, mummy. Please don't think this way, OMG! |