i'm being eaten alive by immeasurable nervy-ness and sky-high pressure. i don't know why exactly i'm reacting this way, but i guess this proves i'm still normal.
in a way.
everyone wishes me goodluck, but i am inching my way to death now because i know i don't stand a chance. the people i'm going to compete with are sooo good, no one can understand the dread i am nursing in the depths of my heart and soul. i just have one wish, prayer, cry, whatever: that i don't make a fool out of myself on my judgment day(s).
this is for me. i'm not doing this for anyone else.
"i am not lost, i have merely lost my way."
thanks, lian dear. you're the greatest.Ü i shall quote razi in my next ranting.Ü
i have the greatest life, and the greatest trials too. i hope i get through next week [most especially monday] so i can continue with my treasured existence.
Methinks you know mine deepest sorrow
Thine eyes shall see my grave to-morrow;
And as we walk in worlds apart
Mine weary soul, mine mind, mine heart
Salute Thine will, to life behold
T'is great a story never once told.
Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam.
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