:: My Brain Is Like Full With Number and Formulas ::

Every test usually pissed me off. So if you find that I'm acting very strange early in the morning, you'll know what I mean. It's quite lucky that I have three days of holiday during the Qualifying itself.

Hmm, what do I feel about the Maths Qualifying test? you asked. I'd say: it nearly took half of my life to answer the goddamn question. I don't really get why Maths have to be very compulsory. I don't find being a fine author one day that you ought to have basic skills in Math. Well.. I don't think so and it ain't gonna happen!

Some of the question in the test paper doesn't make any sense to me. Like really! Its a full load of rubbish! What the blasphemy!

At any rate, this upcoming Monday won't be necessary for those who didn't take Sastera classes. So, that's a holiday for us AND a chance for us to revise our subjects. Pah! Bothersome.

Oookay. I think that's all. I really got nothing to say actually -- I'm just typing things down.