I feel sick, totally taken aback and shaken by the results of my prelims. I feel so unchallenged being the utmost incompetent fool of the century now, I ought to be hanged, shot, mangled and then left for the dogs. Of course, with me being so worthless, the dogs will probably not bother with me. Darn, I feel so awful now and yet there really isn't anyone around whom I can look to for comfort. I wish I could run home and just pretend to be mum's and dad's little girl again, or receive a little hug from someone telling me that it's alright and that I will make it ultimately. But of course poor old me deserves no such privileges. I still can't figure it out. I ought to burn in hell forever.