stupid. stupid.
no question. i officially declare myself stupid. another 5.0 goes to my TCG. who cares? ahhh.. those weird companies i'll be applying to a million years from now--when and IF i'd graduate.
i've finally felt that hazy feeling--when all you want to do is sink to the ground and promise an excruciating death in exchange for a 3-minute humiliation. oh yes. i think i'd prefer death over embarrassment.
after 2 semesters of spanish, all i got to say during my oral final exam were, "me llamo shalimar--ahh... tome(forgot my family name)" and "si, si".
can it get worse than that?
of course. it's those awkward moments when me and my groupmates just stare at each other for help.
i think i'm having a heart attack. excruciating. death.
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