That time

  Exactly 6 months ago, me, with a couple of friends, promised to whoever that we had learnt our lesson; we will not procrastinate and chiong like a mad dog for the next semester. 

  So exactly 4 months ago, we were still that loyal to the goal. Until procrastination break that apart... Not to mention fun too... 

  So exactly after 2 months of making that promise, after the semester holidays, we forgot how was it like to do last minute work; we loved to try it again. So here are we again. Working out ass off like mad.

  Forever, we don't and won't learn our lessons. 

  And we all always complain this - So many things to do, so little time. 

  OTL

  All this stress at this time again. I wonder if it will be a more burden-ful stress next semester. This current semester is a teeny weeny bit too much for me but hell I must manage it. I MUST I REALLY MUST.

  Had been acting crazy by saying all the nonsensical things like, I'm alive not dying... I'm glad I'm alive at times so I can complete this... Imagine what if I die here without accomplishing anything?... Hey we go jump down lah ok?...

  I even attempted to kick open a closed door...