Grey.

Approximately 40days to my first Alevel paper. I may appear nonchalant, but really I am dying of panic and worry inside. Boy, am I in such a mess, I have completely no clue as to how my grades can possibly jump to decent looking Bs and Cs in six weeks. I am scared. Well, finally. Being scared might actually help, fingers crossed.

It feels like I'm being left there hanging, not knowing what to expect. It's a first but I guess, for the better. I mean it's a fact that more often than not, with expectations comes more disappointment. Plus, at this crucial juncture, I suppose anything relatively irrelevant to studying and my Alevels should definitely be clear of my focal point. Been constantly reminding myself to prioritize, but certainly I've been checking my fb messages rather frequently (as compared to my usual fb usage which is kinda really little recently) and finding weekends much more bearable than weekdays. Of course, it is likely because of school as well but I think I'm just along the thin line between sanity and the opposite.

I don't really know what I'm doing for most of the time now. For now, I just need my sleep, to run preferably every two days (I no longer care if my thighs grow bigger, or rather, muscular!!) and I'm off, gnight!