Morning sian-ness.<\/p>\n
Rest a while.<\/p>\n
I thought I will be able to complete this semester with a different mood. I was wrong. I thought I will be able to do extremely well for this semester. I was wrong. I thought I will be able to accept. I was wrong.<\/p>\n
I was wrong about many things. Too many to be listed. It takes too much time. If it was possible, I would like to go all the way back to secondary school. Lower secondary, and stay there for a while.<\/p>\n
Looks like my mood and feelings for this semester is still the same as any other semesters. No change. And it looks like some things, I will never understand. <\/p>\n
Frames shall remain empty. Stars shall remain capped. Seeds shall remain buried. People change. Me too. <\/p>\n
For people who do not know much, please, update yourselves. Focus has changed, or rather, reduced. It's better to pull back a little. <\/p>\n
But I have not wake up completely.<\/p>\n
Last time, I used to go through exams thinking of happy things that may happen in the future, after the exams. This time, what can I think of? My mind has been robbed of a dream. Suddenly, it's empty.<\/p>\n
I don't even have the mood to write new stuff already. Lyrics, musics. No.<\/p>\n
It's scary. It's hard to concentrate and remain happy when there's no aim in mind. No goals. No objectives. It's like studying for an empty cause.<\/p>\n
But nevertheless, I shall survive. Even without my dream, I shall stand firm.<\/p>\n
* close eyes * <\/p>\n
Let me be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Morning sian-ness. Rest a while. I thought I will be able to complete this semester with a different mood. I was wrong. I thought I will be able to do extremely well for this semester. I was wrong. I thought … Continue reading