Last night before going to sleep, I had weird numbers coming into my head. Like weird hypotheticals over what my ATAR would be. I swear, this is not worth it, lol. I legit just want to get into my course -.-
This has been occurring to me for the last half year.
We may just be all be fearing for the worst though. Who knows?
I literally procrastinated sleep - just obsessively reading Harry Potter... hahaha
Is it bad that I was reading
Inferno by Dan Brown, then? (It's pretty grim.)
We dread about the four numbers separated by a single dot that shall remain anonymous like He Who Shall Not Be Named. I dare not speak its horrid four-lettered acronym. It is too dreadful to think about, let alone speak about.
Fear catches on like wildfire, the only thing faster than a contagious virus.
Methods & Physics are....yeah let's not even go there tbh!
Sadly, that's me for all of my subjects.
I get shudders every time I think about my performance in the Eng. Lang exam omg
I hope I'm just being harsher on myself than how I really went
Please this be it. *pleads to sky*
I wanna get into uni 
THIS.
ANYONE ELSE PULLING AN ALLNIGHTER???
I have tried to do this in the past and failed miserably. So I will do the next best thing tonight... procrastinate sleep again.
Now let me go hide in my secret bunker that I prepared in the event of a zombie apocalypse and eat my stash of emergency chocolate, while crying myself to sleep. (That's the sleep deprivation talking.)