Die
These two days have been the lowest point in my road to recovery so far. This has left me to resort to things I would normally deem as temporary pleasure. The exact same emotions were brought up, not to mention those awful thoughts.
Seeing my fellow comrades getting results was good. It brought back memories and reminded me of how friendless I've become. Seeing the joy on their faces after turning over the paper was enough to make me smile. It made me feel that at least my friends are happy and that if anyone was condemned to eternal misery let it be me alone. I am however, inspired to make the best use of my piteous situation-part of me regrets not having done the As last year but another part of me believes that getting As is possible after seeing Naidu go on stage.
I wish this would end soon. If anything I really would like to enjoy the holidays. I have one week. Bah.
