It’s like when your heart shouts: Wait, let me stop working! It’s like your body screams: No, I don’t want to move a single inch! It’s like your mind says: Nope, sorry, don’t want to think of anything.
Mental Pressure: I know I have it with me right now. And now I get to know it even more. It can get you ignore the responsibilities you have, it can get you stop doing practically anything, and for sure it can get you feel like jumping a two storey building [with the hope of minimum injuries of course].
I do feel like I am having it right now but it’s quite gone. I hope. I need it to be gone. I need it BADLY to be gone.
Finals, unlike always, won’t be really the climax of the finale. The finale will be those projects from hell. Those big bad assignments from underground.
I am living unconfident life right now [hey I wrote this before, didn’t I?].
I applied in the election of the chief of the students association. I don’t know what I was doing, but for now I have to make it through, to make it the best I can do, to give the proper fight though I feel my chances are slim [Thank God for my chances being slim].
Work? Do it? Don’t do it? Must do it!