These last ten days is hell (as if I ever entered one). I just gone through the busiest day of my life.
Sitting for final exam is sick. I have no idea why they created it in the first place. You got tied up to your seat for three hours finishing something that you barely known. Especially when you are a C-rated student. Me likely.
Go to toilet? Jot your fucking name down. Want anything? Raise your fucking hands up.
Fuck. I should go and do what wise men do, now. Rhymed some old song and make money out of it. I mean it.