Boot Day Camp 14

I'm in deep shit.

I keep ending up here, time and again.

You would think that I should be used to it by now. But I'm not.

I'm having eczema flare out. I've never even had eczema.

I'm having very bad breakouts. But that's the least of my concern at the moment.

I've been having gastric pain and upset tummy for more than a week. That's my body complaining about the amount of stress I'm putting it through.

I'm tired. I feel like throwing up. I'm sick of this whole thing.

I've said all that already. Are you bored yet?

I need a long holiday. So I've decided to go back to Malaysia at the end of the month, regardless of the result.

3 months, maybe. 6 months, even.

I want to go home. I need to go home.

I don't know what I'm talking about, so shoo, go away.

24 hours from now, I'm gonna freak out big time because I have less than 11 hours before my Board exam.

25 hours from now, I'll be throwing up in the bathroom.

26 hours from now, I'll hate myself because I've been slacking off for as long as I can remember.

27 hours from now, I'm gonna be tossing and turning in bed because I can't sleep, nor can I study.

28 hours from now, I'll be crying.

29 hours from now, my hands will start trembling and I won't be able to stop it.

30 hours from now, I'll feel as though I can't breath.

31 hours from now, I'll drag my tired body outta bed and start getting dressed.

32 hours from now, I'll be on the way to the airport.

33 hours from now, I'll be on the flight to sit for my second Board exam.

34 hours from now, I'll be sitting in the cab, which is gonna take me to the exam.

35 hours from now, I'll be sitting in the Board room, getting grilled.

36 hours from now, I'm still in the Board room.

37 hours from now, it's all over.

38 hours, till I can finally breath again.