it's that time again, written by miss Tan KL

can't take it i can't take it i can absolutely not take it!
the 'force/area'.
tak boleh tahan.

nothing feels right,right now...
you'd think you get it,
the theories,the methods to solve problems
but then when you take another look at your texbook/notebook/reference book.
foreign.

as much as i like writing things down,
i hate long winding passages.
k.i.s.s.
it that so hard too do?
the more you explain,
the more confuse us student gets
the worst part is,
when you don't understand it,brought it to your lecturer,he/she takes a look at it,and tells you it's ok,you don't have to know it,
or,
criticizes your level of understanding of the text,
this should be easy for you to get it, you're a chemistry student.
(well i guess there is still the chance where the lecturer is nice and willing to explain it word by word to you,but i'm feeling passive today,so bear with me)
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you can't untangle the knots whichever way.
augh..i hate pages with millions of words.
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tests,
tomorow,the day after tomorow, thursday.
when i list it down this way it seems less intimidating..
'three days ni mah...it's ok wan..ban ban lai..'
but it's the stress that you get,
knowing that YOU are the one that will be sitting in the exam hall..
all alone..
and all you have with you are your calculator, 2B pencil, eraser, blue ball pen, correction tape, ruler.
and the question paper.
.
it's like a devil in disguise
that few sheets of A4.
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suddenly the phrase 'you may begin now' sounds like a death sentence.
*chop*
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you have no time to think,
no time to breathe.
no time to swallow you saliva.
no time to shiver from the cold temperature.
.
silence.
the hall looks completely still as everyone tackles the make-believe problems.
the only movement you see is the moving of our hands.
scribbling down the formulae
punching the buttons on the scientific calculators.
.
once in a while,
a couple of them flips the sheets of paper front. back.
shit.
someone finished solving the first page,and is moving to the next 5questions.
.
question number10.
15minutes since the war began.
45minutes to go.
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question 16.
stuck.
you dilemma.
should i skip this question and come back to it later?
but if i continue to search for the solution in my head, i know i'll find the way.
skip.
or continue staring at it?
tick.
tock.
tick.
tock.
tick.
.
10 more minutes left.
4questions still unanswered.
you're tired.
exhausted like you've never been in your life.
you flip through the 30questions and check if they tally with the shaded circles on the OMR.
back to the same sixteen,empty spots on the OMR.
what should it be.
A. B. C. D.
you clicked on the calculator.
multiply,divide,plus,minus.
hoping somehow a number close to any of the four selections will pop up.
screw the theories.
click. click. click.
.
'times up. please stop writing. please make sure that your IC number is shaded correctly. we will collect your answer papers now'
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you came out of the hall.
puzzled.
not knowing what the result of your battle will be.
slowly dragging your feet,you head to you bag.
and there's only one thought going through your mind.
'one down. 9more to go.'