Hang over

Last night, since I cannot drink alcohol to release my deep mourning for our what-the-hell-I-don't-know anything-here Physics exam, I just made myself drunk by eating almost a kilo of seedless grapes all by myself. But hell it was effective; it really made me sleepier. Anyway, if I failed the first exam, which my friends thought was easy, then I know I'm gonna flunk this second exam more.

Now here’s a song I’d like to dedicate to my one and only love, Physics. Correction, second love only, of course Biochemistry is on the top of the list. This song had been playing in my laptop and my head during my review and yeah, when I was taking the exam.

It's just like him

To wander off in the evergreen park

Slowly searching for any sign

Of the ones he used to love..

He says he's got nothing left to live for

(He says he's got nothing left...)

And this time I think you'll know..

You're not alone

There is more to this, I know

You can make it out

You will live to tell

She's just like him

Spoiled rotten

Confused by the lies she's been fed

And she's searching for no one..

(But herself)

Her eyes turn to green and she seems to be happy

That she is here

And this time I think you'll know...

You're not alone

There is more to this, I know

You can make it out

You will live to tell

You're not alone

There is more to this, I know

You can make it out

(There is more to know)

We're not alone

There is more to this, I know

You can make it out

You will live to tell..

(So tell me)

You're not alone

There is more to this, I know

You can make it out

(Make it out)

You will live to tell

(Live to tell)

You're not alone

There is more to this, I know

(And I know)

You can make it out

You will live to tell..

You are not alone.

You're not, you're not alone.

-You’re Not Alone, Saosin

Now, I still have a hang over of mixed emotions such as “I’m so bobo,” “I’ll fail Physics and I’ll be delayed,” “I’ll just make bawi on the third exam,” “I don’t care about it,” “Life is destiny,” etc etc. I hope you can feel me, and I really hope I can make it out of this horrible Physics nightmare. Well, my friend’s right, life is not about how rich you are, how pretty or handsome you are, how hot you dress, how hard you party, nor how cool you car is, but it’s about how good and high your grades are. I just sounded too grade conscious there, but that’s just the reality for US.