I think too much huh.
I really wake up disliking what I'm going to spend my entire day doing. It's getting better. The imaginary end is coming ( I hope so ). Time doesn't push the end ahead of us but instead we have to push ourselves out of this shit. I want to go back to unit.
But granted, it's getting better and better. I realize I cannot keep up with stress. I start to reexamine into my own competence. my own absorbing ability etc.
I am right now, totally impaled by pressure, totally fatigued by stress. Only the magic potion red bull can save my sorry pathetic state right now (but I still heard it's damn unhealthy to drink too much). I can only rely on living my life day by day to pass time. Going through the motions, hoping things change for the better.
I think too much.
I cannot make it. I will just fail.
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