farewells to freedom.

Next week is when it all happens.

Next week is when my imprisonment or death sentence comes out.

Next week just so happens to be exam hand-back.

Hahaaaaa no more lunches in the city with Haloman,
accompanying cookie on her dates ;) (tho she needs no accompaniment these days ;D <3)
 facebook or msn,
parties     (What parties? Shut up.)
studying in my bedroom, (i never study in my bedroom, take now for example :D).

I'm not saying my parents will put all this punishment on me.
They just know exactly how to make me feel bad.
They'll be disappointed in me.
I hate disappointing people. :(

I'm an idiot.

Two weeks ago, I was pumped for exams.
Now, I've had four exams so far,
and I've pre much crammed or winged every one of them.

Oh lord help me next week.

My parents don't believe me when I tell them I'm going to fail.

I'm just ... so over this semester when exams this year count FOR NOTHING.
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i want to start over or have another chance.
:(
coz it's too late to fix this semester exams now.


And honestly...
I'm scared I won't be able to get myself out of this downward spiral.

Atychiphobia. 
Fear of failure.
That was the phobia I researched for psych last year,
When I was certain there would never ever be a chance in the world that I'd fail psych.

Now I'm not sure there is a chance I'll pass it.