Here comes the final year.
Here is the final year.
The monologue of a turning point comes into play.
Everything else blurs away
as your goal stays focussed.
My social life (or the lack of)
my enjoyment
my gusto
everything will be slowly fading out
just for me to cruise through my
subsequential zenith.
Inshallah.
Just need to keep on reminding myself.
Everything will be OK in the end.
If it's not,
you are not at the end yet. :)
When to Vay's house today for tuition.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
Sudden streaks of hope in me
that I will do great for my E and A Maths
with the combined forces of
Mr. Yusof, Mr. Tay and Mrs.Chew.
And of course,
my hard work.
My specific 5 hours a day study.
There is no time left.
No Time Left.
I don't want to be embarassed.
Fear can be such a paradoxical motivation.
MUST STUDYYYYYYY!
It's hard. Very hard.
To see pages and pages of
sin( A+B) = sinAcosB + cosAsinB,
Eye-Raq VS Kuwait,
God Speed, Fair Helena, Whither Away
and Singappoor Entha Vagaiyil Oru Nalla Naadu.
But I have to go through this.
As Time attenuates,
My Lifestyle,
My Friends,
My Unimaginable
turn 360 degrees.
And I just have to get through this
for 3 things...
Me.
Myself and
I.
