A Nightmare come true

It was our 5th fly day this month we had today, and the crowd of people following us were down to the original trio. Muiz, me, and Adrees. We did the all the normal things we could. Breakfast, CC, Study, Pool, then finally lunch..

Gautham eventually joined us throught the study session and he freaked us out cause of his Owh so scary calculation he made about "how many days we're ACTUALLY left before SPM".. which meant all the time of the normal things we do PER day like sleeping, eating , taking a bath.. etc etc are cut off from the 24 hours we spend everyday.. and the guy summed up the numbers and it turned out we were left 80 FUCKING DAYS LEFT.. or 256 hours per subject in counting.. the pressure is always building.. i dont know how i can take it much longer. the tense situation almost made me vomit and almost made adrees go to the top floor of Inti College building and jump off of it..

Speaking of adrees, worst of the worst happened to him. EVERYTHING was going fine, it was already after school by then, and we were at Bistro drinking our drinks that we could only afford for ourselves...
THEN, *ringing tone from adrees's phone* came out, caller ID says that it was his brother Shane, and we were all thinking nothing was goin to happen untill he picked up the phone.. " Did you ponteng school today?cause the school call daddy" ..BAM from there on, we knew he was a dead man.. i myself was shivering.. fuck school man. they seriously dont have a life and start entering peoples lives..

The worst part is, everytime when you actually do try to do something right, it tends out to be wrong somehow or another..