It feels wierd, no relief even after the last of my papers. Just this sense of dread and emptiness hanging around. It is an awful feeling, having worked so hard and seeing no returns. It has been a bad stretch of examinations, robbing me of my confidence, time and again, each time I embarked on a paper. Not a good sign.
Nonetheless, I'm glad the week's over. Yesterday was hell. The chemistry paper was totally impossible to do, someone got me all worried over nothing ( fancy getting lost in the botanical gardens at night!!), I met a group of my old friends at Wisma when I did not turn up for dinner with them, and finally I had to go home pretending that the paper was fine when I felt so much like crying. This is depressing. There is so much pent up anger and frustration, I have no idea how to deal with it.