One more day.
One more day till I get my results.
One more day till my death day.
And I guess it HAS been dragging for a while already,
All the anxiety in my brains,
My heart,
My legs,
My hands,
Is pratically tearing my apart.
Like literally.
Firstly,
I can't concentrate.
Secondly,
I can't sleep.
Thirdly,
I think I'm sleepwalking again,
Cause I ended up in the toilet
When I'm pretty sure I didn't go to the toilet.
But then again,
I am known for being a blur muns.
Whatever.
Fourthly,
I'm starting to have mixed feelings towards
Getting back my script.
One part of me wants it back,
The other just want to sleep,
And anothers don't want it back.
My life is SO mixed up,
And so is my world.
I'm NOT going to turn into an emo freak,
And end up moaning the whole life.
I'm going to be positive
And join the optimistic club.
Being ridiculously happy all the time isn't so hard right,
Even though the whole world is so sad.
RightRightRight?
See,
I'm so into this optimistic stuff,
-pause-
It's been 1min already!
This is tiring,
I'm going to be positive
-another pause-
STARTING TOMORROW.
(PS. Manryl is such a dao person :D)