Maths(both papers) and Lit is tomorrow. I haven't touched the dust-covered books and notes. My Maths file is located at Zimah's, and I have no options but to study Lit. My eyes are blurry and foggy with the tears that's threatening to fall down.
Isn't it annoying how late is our reality check? How we now realise that it's now or never. I want to live on and continue, and not to stay at a standstill. I don't want to be at the side, looking onto the people as they pass by and succeed.
I do not want that. I really don't. A surge of overwhelming emotions crumbled my walls, and left me fragile and insecure.
Climb up over the top.
Survey the state of the soul.
You've got to find out for yourself whether or not you're truly trying.
Why not give it a shot?
Shake it. Take control and inevitably wind up
Find out for yourself all the strengths you have inside of you.
If words can truly persuade me as they have hurt me, let that be my support, let it comfort me. Lying lifelessly looking at the ceiling can do nothing to me, or my grades. I need an environment. An environment where there are students around me, studying very hard, then that way I could cram study everything.
I need an aim.
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