I must really say everyone did pretty well for our mid years. Surprisingly, History, which I thought was gonna be an epic failure turned miraculously into an A2. But still, one may still not get the best of both worlds, and albeit I mugged like crazy for math, I only got 59. One more mark to B4! Because of this 1 mark I have to return to school during the holidays. Great.
The rest of my grades, I can safely say, are above b4. bleh. I'm still so disappointed in my math.

Bought a book yesterday. The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James. One of the Vintage Classics actually. Up till the 64th page I still have absolutely no idea where the story is leading. I keep telling myself it's a classic; a classic. That's why I have endured to the 64th page.

Feeling sort of empty now. As if I were raid of my feelings. I'm not emoing, but still.. Think I'm tired. Of all that's going on. So many things undone; I don't feel like doing anything at all, really. Thinking about it just makes me sick.

I need some distraction
Or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight