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Thursday, February 22
it slapped me today.repeatedly.reminding me it's always here to haunt not only me but everyone.There's no escape from it.How realistic everything is.when people burrow further and deeper,hoping to discover some concealed truths.im afraid it seems that realistism(is there such a word) is just too out in the open.Competitivenessi dont like.yes,i know it improves us.but STILL,i just dont like.CAN DONT WANT NOT??i sound like a kid,actually i still am.im leaving soon anyhow.im already very tired,especially of the late.im looking forward to studying,work is just ugh.im half dead when im on e bus home.its a miracle i can manage to drag myself off the bus.n still buy hor fun today.i should step out of my comfort zone.once and for all.
11:02 PM
