i hate it that whenever the exam period comes round the whole world decides to turn upside down and threaten to give up on me.
i should learn not to give in to stress and hormones and whatever. oh and i'm 2 days late and counting. urgh.
and it's at times like these that i start to question my sanity and my existence. it's probably better for me to use such times to ponder upon the value of knowledge but me, being me, will never ever do the practical. i am such a nick carraway at times.
start doubting my narrative from now on.