** Hundred and Twenty **
i really don't know what i am doing anymore. seems as if i'm fighting a battle where the odd are almost against me. as if i was in this world for the first time. everything seems so alien to me.
i have ran out of alphabets for today. life just never seemed the same as it was during the holidays.
no. i do not feel the heat of SPM.
study like crazy.
i wonder why.
i do feel like a mess right now.
like nothing seems to make sense. like some add math question that seems impossible to solve when the answer's just staring me right in the face.
like some essay question i know nothing of when in fact everything is up there, just nothing's coming out.
like a simple puzzle given in my hand but i took one big winding turn to get the solution when there was just a straight road to it.
nothing.
i have ran out of alphabets for today. life just never seemed the same as it was during the holidays.
no. i do not feel the heat of SPM.
study like crazy.
i wonder why.
i do feel like a mess right now.
like nothing seems to make sense. like some add math question that seems impossible to solve when the answer's just staring me right in the face.
like some essay question i know nothing of when in fact everything is up there, just nothing's coming out.
like a simple puzzle given in my hand but i took one big winding turn to get the solution when there was just a straight road to it.
nothing.
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