Dyou Have Any Probs With Me, Mathematics?

How I HATE.

Paper 1 was fine by me, well maybe I did some careless mistakes. Which, I did not want to know. What past is past, there's no way to turn back. Frikkin psycho questions. Those first 20 questions were just easy and so so. How happy I was that moment, I even cherished every single moment I had by gulping fresh air inside me albeit world is getting hotter and hotter. As I open through another pages of the exam papers, I felt into silent. 'What this question has to do with my life?' . One. Two, 'Does sex position works out very well if I can answer this piece of crap?' . Duh,

I shook my head slowly and that slowly I hold my blue calculator branded Dolphin. Pressing those preposterous numbers which I myself was unsure if it's correct or not.

Paper 2, just rot yourself in hell, pretty please? Damn that was hardcore. Double hardcore. I could not even answer the introooooo. That was such a nuisance having Graph of Function as the syllabus. Everytime, everyminute, everysecond, and every micro second you have to make out with graph papers. It did give me a real orgasm you know. With the tiny boxes colored green, hell no. Architecture is definitely not a job I can struggle in the future. Not now.

Oh I was beyond fulll. I need to sleep. Heck, Pendidikan Islam papers are waiting for me :) I can feel the freshness of those sacred white papers tomorrow. Instinct says I can not do it. Some say do not ever give a damn to what it says. While others agree that instinct is way better form ourselves. That's just weird.

Byeeee.