A thousand little and big promises mean nothing if i were to break them. Trouble brews for a desensitised being towards survival. In this very instance, in this sort of situation, one hates the existance of choices. To put it simply, i am not living. Ideology, hope and fire springs in school, only to be put out when i reached home and i had planned to reboot at home. Nobody can save me if i am not inspired to save myself. Eleven days counting down. 16 chapters of Mathematic. 12 for Physics and i have not counted for Chemistry. Zero, my mind is blank and my knowledge bank empty. How does one live? How does one survive? How does one get down to her work!
Curses that would never hear themselves out of my lips spring like mushrooms in my mind.
I see myself as a systematic person. First, stop reading. Second, study. Third, get appropriate grades. Forth, check out a book on social interaction.
Currently, i am at stage zero. 11 days counting down. I still have the same attitude that got me into trouble for this whole year. Crisp sake, get a grip. Start and have something to salvage later rather than lying around like a zombie.
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