Well, looks like it's just another one of those typical bad-to-worse kind of days, which I was going through today.

It started during the first period of school. Piqa was sad and angry about something, which made me angry about it too. Then she started getting teary-eyed. I wasn't, she wanted to cry but couldn't let it go. I tried my best to comfort her.

First period was Maths. Ha. Ha. The last thing I needed was my results for Maths. At first, I got my Paper 2. The marks were bad bad bad. 30/60, people! I had a bad feeling that I was going to get a C. But then when I got my Paper 1, it made me relax a little. I got 36/40 for Paper 1, which was brilliant! Total up the marks and I'd get 66, not an A or a C. I was glad I got a B. But what made me even more fecked up, was the mistakes that I made in Paper 2. It was so stupid! The mistakes were absurd. A few easy questions and I couldn't even do it. I hate subjective papers. There was this one question; 5+2. Five plus two equals seven. How on earth did I get five plus two equals ten? That's the thing. I'm always fecked up during exams. I panic when the time is running out, and that I have lots of other questions to do. I'd get blank, and I don't know why. That's when I can't answer the questions, especially for Mathematics.

Maths was over, so I head back to my class for Sivik. My maths class was in another class, so, yeah. My teacher wasn't teaching us. Instead, he made jokes and made us laugh. Well, made them laugh. While he was making jokes, Piqa and I were sitting next to each other, heads buried in our hands. We were both crying. I was crying. That was the first time I cried terribly at school this year. The teacher didn't really bother about us crying, because I think he didn't know. Piqa and I were sitting at the back of the class.

Piqa was crying about something else, I was crying about something else. I cried because of the mistakes I did for the bloody Maths paper. It was just absurd, silly, stupid. Square root of 16 is? I couldn't even figure that out during that time. I was just blank. Blank blank blank. I mean come on! I studied the hell out of me for Maths, all I get is a 66. A fekking 66.
Plus, I was crying because I didn't know what to do. I had to make a decision; yes or no, yes or no. That's the thing. I couldn't figure it out. What will happen if I say no? What will happen if I say yes? What what what? In the end, it gave me a terrible headache.

So, I just cried, and cried, and cried. Sara and Kar Mun were trying to comfort and console Piqa and I. I don't know about Piqa, because my head was buried in my hands. When Sara and Kar Mun told me not to cry and just relax, I groaned and pushed them away. Guilt came rushing to me immediately after that (I miss them already).

Then came the time for Recess. I waited for everyone to leave the classroom first so that I would leave the class last. Piqa waited for me. My arms were numb from staying at one position for a really long time, the sleeve of my baju kurung was wet from my tears and it left one big giant spot of tears. Before we went to the canteen, we stopped by at the toilet. My face was pale. My eyes were red, my nose was blocked and it was also red. My face was as white as snow. Then we headed off to the canteen.

As we got to the canteen, we didn't speak a word. Kar Mun was so generous, she offered me some of her Famous Amos cookies, which tasted so good. The thought of it now just make me feel loved. My eyes were still red at that time. Tears were still forming in my eyes, but I tried to hide them. I succeeded. Wawin, Qiela, and Lyna were trying their best to cheer us up. Ha, ha, no use.

After Recess was Science. We got our papers and discussed it. I got a fecking 81. Not so good, heh. Wasn't impressed with it, uh'huh. I studied the shit out of me and all I get is an 81? Brilliant, not. Depressing. That made me even want to cry more. But, I didn't. I already cried the hell out of me before that. Instead, I just kept calm and accepted the fact that I was the second highest who scored for Science in my class.

Later on, I was in the mood again. I went to Qiela, Wawin and Lyna for eh, saja-saja. Qiela was all, "Yay! My Iman is back!". Haha. What she meant was, the depressed-and-outrageously-moody-Iman was gone. Then she hugged me, haha. So sweet of you lah Qiela :) hahahahahaha.

Normal --> Bad --> Worse --> Okay --> Happy again --> Worse. that's how my day went.

It was already time for us to go home. It was raining and I didn't have an umbrella. My dad parked his car outside, waiting for me. It was raining heavily and I had to walk in the rain without any shield. I had to run. When I got in the car, I was wet. I was fecking wet. My hair, my clothes, my bag, all wet and it made me feel really uncomfortable. I requested to sit at the backseat because I wanted to lie down and sleep. For the first fifteen minutes, I read my novel to entertain myself from being stressed and fecked up all day. No use. There was a really bad traffic jam going on. And I mean really bad. Like, your-car-won't-be-moving-for-another-fifteen-minutes kind of traffic jam. So, I just slept in the car all the way. Heck no, I didn't even sleep. I couldn't sleep. That shitty radio station was booming into my eardrums, the air-cond just couldn't be any cooler. I was shivering like mad due to the cold temperature in the car. I couldn't sleep. The coldness was so intense, it even got to my feet, which were covered in socks. Plus, I was wearing shoes and my shoes have a really thick material.

I left the school at around 6.45pm, and I arrived at home around 8.15. I was shivering when I got into the house. I was already so stressed out, so I decided to take a nice hot shower. I breathed in the scent of the bathroom, slowly letting the hot water stroll down my face, then my whole body. I let the water run through my whole body while I shampooed and conditioned my hair. It was just amazingly relaxing. That lingering scent of my body wash calmed me down, that fresh feeling of my scalp and hair to relax. Then I put on my clothes, ate dinner, and here I am now writing this post.

As you can see, my day was full of ups and downs. All in one day. Awesome, not!

I'm relaxing now. Aaahhh