stupid cupid, stop picking on me.

I got called for the prefects interview today. I learnt something new, prefects are soopah doopah moopah creepehszx. Seriously, I'm not kidding.
P/S: Not all prefects, some.

The senior prefects were like shooting daggers and pushing you over the plank or sort. The tense atmosphere, the cold stares, the impossible questions. It's a horrible experience.

I wanted to cry right on the spot but I pushed the tears back. I hate being pressure-ed. I can never think straight when I'm pressure-ized. I couldn't even utter the words properly, you think?

To think of it, I'm sucha coward. I totally screwed up. I'm such a loser, a lousy loser.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. I'm sorry to dissapoint you.