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flunked math

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the tension in the atmosphere was prickling. my skin was tingling with trepidation and i saw people check their marks with bated breaths. it was bad. it was terrible. it was horrible. the entire cohort was massacred by the vicious black-hearted math department. there were cries of i don't know, joy? pain? agony? (more likely the last two than the first) well, tears shed now are of NO USE. no point crying over spilt milk. i'd bet those sadistic math teachers WANT us to cry so that we will buck up and work even harder for math and then they'll get their 99% As for A levels. well, since they want that, I SHALL DO JUST THAT AND PROVE THAT I CAN DO IT!