Eternal torment: The Search

Monday, August 21, 2006

I thought I would have moved on from the whole freak out thing but I guess I'll never change huh? I actually had a panic attack on the MRT. Thankfully I kept my mouth shut but my heart was pounding like crazy. I was going well...ala Kingshaw from KOC. I kept reading and rereading the stack of paper I had, praying that the information would stick to my head. Somehow or another, I calmed down. Should be around 30 min...

Got to school on time but got lost. How the hell could I have forgotten where block 56 was? I went there weekly for lessons! Then got a bit panicky when there was a question that a classmate and I had diff answers for. Called Saiful. I feel so darn embarassed, like some sort of a goon- I could have asked it yesterday when I met him.

Talking about that, I arranged the meeting only to find out he got the timing mixed up. So I went to study alone first. Then when he came, he didn't even answer my questions! He just said that the papers wouldn't ask for such stuff. Trust me to believe it hook line and sinker. One mark's gone now.

So let's return to today's event. Did the paper and got a bit let down by it at first. Then I realised that the the paper concentrated more on phosphorus and potassium. That was when I freaked out (again). It was a short one but still, I think by the time I get my phD, I'll get admitted to some mental institution for panic attacks.

So erm ya...I calculated the potential marks I've lost and I have bid farewell to 12 marks, of which 2 is confirmed. (Got mixed up with lime and sulphur)

So I think I might have just said goodbye to my first A. It's such a heartbreak. Not as bad as lit O levels; I'm still getting over that. The wound's three-quarters healed.

So where was I?

Oh forget it. I'm gonna study for hydro lest I'm doubly screwed.

Transmitted on 10:27 PM

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