Terrible, terrible day.
It's my first time to be one of the worst. To belong in the least performing group. It will pass. I just feel bad.
I hope that this week will pass well and our group will accomplish what we have to.
The burden in my chest is crippling me again. I want to sleep and wake up when everything is over. But I'm not the one at fault. I did what I have to do. I helped do other people's task.
But here we are. I bet they are laughing... but it's alright. All of these will pass. I'm gonna be alright.