I could hear the franting flapping of dozens of pages. The tension was overwhelming, and I could sense the steem of concentration emerging from the guy next to me. From the corners of my eyes, I could see him glancing over at my desk every now and then, surely to catch a glimpse of the rough outlines of the digits and letters on my own papers.
Worry for both the guy next to me and the guy infront to the right, gradually crept on me. Especially Cales, in front to the right, seemed troubled. But I couldn’t see how I could help them out in any way legal. My jaw was clenched tight shut, and my teeth were gritting hard as a result of all the tension sorrounding me. My teeth are still hurting as I write this.

I fixed my blue eyes on the papers infront of me once more, and plotted down several more numbers after a few seconds of rambling in my brain for the right section. Maths has never been a pain to me. I’ve always found numbers comforting, I don’t have to think that much. I just have plot down some numbers and letters, see the logic and solve the matter in the only way it can be solved. Saves my brain a lot of energy compared to non-scientific subjects.
Don’t get me wrong though, I can get really fired up when it comes to writing. But if I can take it easy and relax my brain in any way possible (and in any situation possible), I most likely will.

One down, another pre-exam (International English this time) coming up this thursday.

I think I need to get home now. I need to get something to eat before I head off to rehearse with Phuc. Nana. I think the maths pre-exam went quite well!

Listening to: Michael Jackson – Bad
Reading: Stardust by Neil Gaiman (Am. Novel) – Yep, the novel of the movie with the same title
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