New month. New arrangement. New periods-of-recesses. New everything man... I'm too stressed out. Glick. Snap back to reality, Esther. Just 4 more days... keep cool, man. keep cool. WAA too stressed out to keep cool. Today was English... almost died. The classroom was like a morgue. And Mrs Chua's fiercer, you know. And I'm pressured at home, too. I hate exam time. When I'm queen anyone who sayd the word 'exam' or 'test' will be fed to the crocodiles/lions. Whoever's hungrier. Blooooooooooop. I'm tired. Glick.