Being violinist = Suicide mission

Hey!, it's me. Hean.... so I went to the PJ Hilton hotel and took my violin exam, the examiner was an English women, all I remembered is I play a shitty scales!!!! I was blank in my brain, my eyes, my ears, and I could only felt nothingness and I know I fucked up this time...I'm gonna kill myself ang I'm taking her down with me, if I COULD...