Literature!

Though I would very much prefer not to talk about it. I wrote 8 whole pages- 4 dedicated to Dara and Jantu, the next 4 to some girl and her rival. The unseen poetry was damn hard. Many of us most probably could feel ourselves literally squeeze our brain juice just for a point.
But finally it’s over The last paper is on Tuesday and it’s math. omg I’m so scared I won’t get at least an A. It would be really demoralizing if I scored less than 70, because I put all my time and hard work into math, especially algebra.
I guess I have nothing to say anymore. Have to start preparing, I’m going over to my Grandma’s for dinner.

Bye to Dara forever.

I most probably won’t miss you.