First it was Bio. Next was Math. Both equally terrible. As consolation, at least I still have a chance to pull up the grades by preparing well for the subsequent papers. That shall be my salvation. It’s not over yet. I’m forging ahead. Besides, A levels is the ultimate judge of my fate, not prelims. Damn, I have to stop telling myself that. It’s like an excuse to do badly this time. Whatever it is, I am gonna do well for As. So much for idealism. That’s me.
It's a shame to be
so euphoric and weak
when you smile at me'
Cause your so disarming
I'm caught-up in the midst
of you and I cannot resist at all
