gearing up

this time next week; i'll be done with the first paper of BDS finals, last written exam as dental undergraduate.

being in that position left me having one of those moments when it all suddenly hits me and strikes me in a flash of blind panic.
will i be able to perform well; a rhetorical question that you need not to answer.
you and me, both of us know it really well what kind of answer i want to hear.

part of me wished that i started getting on this shits earlier on, stop procrastinating and do more work...
BUT what is life without a little bit of fun eh?

part of me want all this to pass by quickly- no, i don't think i've got everything up hear *pointing to the head* - but i'm just too tired. can't be bothered anymore. just gimme my degree, pwease pwetty pweaseeeeee?


measuring the head circumference; with hopes that the brain is getting fatter from being over-fed with all those informations!

"eat more" baby, "eat more"!!!!