I saw that pallid prisoner leave my room. At the moment where I was shutting the door, all that engulfed my thoughts was... I'm headed for the gallows oh man. My pale skin and aching muscles a given by-product of my incarceration. And I vowed to change it, no matter what.

That must have been my worst prepared uni paper ever. I used to like to rush through the night in secondary school, for some reason. Well yes I felt that long-lost adrenaline rush, but this time I really slacked too much and too long, and didn't bother to allocate time to do the readings properly. And despite the time left I was way too tired and sunken to look through again, and skimmed the underlined words in one chapter two minutes. haha. The paper was fine though, not good of course, but I managed to force out words on pages. To be fair, at least I do have some basic knowledge of what I'm writing. And even drew a very self-satisfied model for the prof to illustrate the interrelationship between image, identity and reputation of a company. But obviously there were stuff that I missed studying and some questions that you needed to be awake at lesson and religiously taking down notes to answer. So yes, I'm still rather worried I'll fail overall cos I REGRETFULLY, FOOLISHLY, RIDICULOUSLY didn't answer about 12 marks worth of case submission online. Don't ask me why I was so irresponsible, I seriously don't know.

I'm just glad the paper's over, and hope for at least a D.