10 hours later and I'll be in a room with negligible size, sitting on a chair which utters annoying sounds of aging, and taking the English Exam. This subject, coupled with Math and A.Math are the three subjects that I concern most, for these are what I am most confident in. Which is why I believe I'll be anxious tomorrow - I have expectations.
There's a saying, "If you don't want to lose it, use it." So as Writing in English.
Frankly, I has developed a habit to write diary in English as frequently as I can make it. Feeling having entered a new level, I didn't think much about the Paper 1 tomorrow as it appeared to me as a piece of cake.
But now, as I'm about to get into real business, and before that typing this post as a warmup, or practise, I am stuck. All my ideas and brainstorm, whipsy are just gone with the wind! All because I told myself this is the final practise and it is when my "old friends" - vocabulary and idioms - slip away from my brain.
Good Job.
If I behave like that shit tomorrow, I think to myself, then I can't possibly give my utmost, which leads to my erosion of confidence, followed by anxiety, as well as flurry and fluster.
Great.
By the way, despite my practices, nor are others just simply sitting there. They don't keep the hands free. Nice to see some classmates seems to aim at usurping my position in my class (if I ever belong there).
Last but not least, wish all of the candidates good luck tomorrow. (Is that possible,huh? )
Cheers,
Kelvin
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