“I really wish I knew what is going through *insertsnamehere’s* mind. I want to know what *insertnamehere* really feels.” Haha, try to guess who insertnamehere is. 😀
No, it’s not 2012 yet but I can bet with you that tomorrow is indeed Doom’s Day. Ask any students that sat for SPM and they’ll agree with me. It all boils down to tomorrow. I have so much to lose if the results is not what I wanted; it’s more than what I can gain from it.
Yet, despite the fact that tomorrow might be my funeral, I’m still going to have fun after I resuscitated myself from the deathbed. I’m considering bowling cause I suck so badly at it and I see this as an opportunity to vent my feelings on that poor bowling ball.