THE FA Week.

Maths FA today. It was SHIT.

And now I'm cramming on Hindi. I am TENSED. I am really scared for Hindi. I already know some of it, but I feel like I haven't learnt enough. 

Plus, I have LOADS of work to complete. Islamic and Chemistry projects, and Physics Journals. They're getting on my head! I am FREAKING OUT!

I hate FAs. And I don't like Hindi. I mean, I don't hate the language or anything, just my textbook. The language is too complicated for me. Only the ones from the north of know better Hindi, since that's what most of them speak. I am from the south, and Hindi isn't a common language there. I don't even speak Hindi. And I don't watch Hindi soap operas with my mom like I did as a kid. 

Fact: TV can improve one's language. In a good way, and a bad way. You choose.

Anyway, I was SO TIRED today. I was dozing off in tutoring today. It was bad. 

And on MATHS news. I am flunking my Maths FA. It was HORRID. I will be scoring atleast a 6 out of 20. If not THAT. Then I have hung my head in shame.

Shwetha, IF you are reading this, and if you told Irene/Lisha about my Maths FA grades, and I will know it if you do, I WILL stab you little by little with the friendship pin. AND it will HURT.

SOOOO......I GONNA CRAM NOW.

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.