what if the time stops ticking at 2:35 PM
Dear Diary.
I CANT BELIEVE SCHOOL IS STARTING TOMORROW! Ugh. Somebody stab me, hard. Please. Time flies, literally. At first, I didn't think so. But now, I do. I can't actually believe approximately four to five months have passed since the O'levels ended.
Last Wednesday I went for Day 1 of the orientation. Which sucked real bad. It was classroom orientation. Meaning, we went through how a normal day's lesson would, and for crying out loud, I wanted to run home and cry. I faced so much trouble from my super highly secured firewall. From the day I configured my laptop at RP, until today. Good thing I had my mom and friend to rely on that day. Or I could have 'died' in school that day. Probably suffer from a mental breakdown or something. Exaggerating now? I guess.
Anyway, I've more or less met my classmates. And I feel utterly intimidated by them. They seem to be able to carry themselves off pretty darn well. Being me, one who hides in my own shell and one whom doesn't dare exert myself, I feel really, really small. The worst part of it is, we have presentation every single day, which will be graded. (cry me a river) I have, I have, I HAVE TO OVERCOME MY FEAR! Sigh. But who am I trying to kid. Inside, it's like more than a gallon of tears accumulating, waiting to erupt out of my eyes. I hate beginnings. Abhor them. Pfft. Somebody save me. Damn, I'm being such a baby. I know. I can't help it....
Nevertheless, I wish everybody many MANY happy days ahead. And may tomorrow start off beautifully.
