I don't want to know.

For once, I actually do not want to know my marks. I know I pretty much failed the exam for ANA301, the midterm I wrote last Friday.

I know if I look at it and I see that failing mark, I'm going to think either:
1. SHIT. I have to do REALLY REALLY REALLY well in all my exams to make up for it.
2. Damn. What's the point? Doesn't matter if I study or not, results are still going to be crap.

The first one will just put pressure on me and the second one is just going to de-motivate the very little motivation that I still have left in me. So. I just don't want to know.

I have so much shit to do. I don't know how I got myself into all these extra-curriculars. But I think it's all these extra-curriculars that make me feel like my whole year didn't go to waste and I actually accomplished something.

Anyways, I'm at Robarts right now, just about to leave but I have to say that the guy behind me really stinks. I'm pretty tolerant of people's body odour but this one is really bad. Every time he moves, his scent just gushes over to my side and the smell rushes up my nose. UGH...

Two more exams. I don't have to win, but I can't lose.