my heart is pounding. the feeling is coming yet again, destructing my brain cells till i've got the sudden, peculiar yearning to rip my head off the body right this minute. the
prelims is going bad, so far. it's driving me to a
dire calamity: tired eyes due to a decline in my sleeping hours, loss of appetite and worst, an accelerate to facial complications(oops, exaggeration again, but yeah). i'm just praying that this overlimiting sacrifices that i've had made will be well-paid off, oh please God. why, i can foresee the harbinger i'll be facing if i don't reach up to their expectations. it's catastrophic; it's like a phantasmagoria, enough to overwhelm the avalanche of will & hope to work harder for the majors.
yes, you've seen the other side of me. i won't deny about this fact. acceptance of failures is just not me. i'll transform to a
cursed weakling when it comes to this, exacerbating the self-aversion in me.
