Semester sucks, No matter how hard I tell myself that I would be able to do it, it's like I just can't. It's like nothing I do seems to be helping. It's like everything is gone in an instant, is like everything changes and I am not ready to accept it all. I did not anticipated it. I did not choose it. But no matter how hard is it to get by, I would always tell myself that tomorrow will be a better day. And if it won't, it WILL turn better the day after.
Is this a deception that I've been weaving? I thought I was going the right path. To try to stay positive. But how to stay positive when there is so much negativity around me. I am not an idiot, I do have this thing call feelings. And it hurts me so bad now.
Losing my EZ-CARD AND MY ADMIN CARD together with the handphone pouch is the FINAL straw. This fucking hurts. It's all this kind of small little little things in life that keeps me falling and tripping. Is like there are so many stones in front of me waiting to see which one I would fall into. Life sucks.
I have a test tomorrow, it's 9.24pm and I'm only at lecture 3. ZERO TOTAL CONFIDENCE. HAPPY NOW!?!
