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"i've tried my best, tell me its not enough. tell me i need to buck up. Sometimes, i really wonder if its taking a toll on my body, or, if this, is the answer to perseverance. when i sacrifice sleep, to make up for the little of what (time) i lose and slipped past of during the day..."
"i feel fine. i dont know if my body is Alright. fatty arms, pimple outbreaks, eyebags. and i tell myself its only till - the end. and then i question when, i might collapse. if i might. like i'm merely an empty shell trying to contain everything within.
like Baldy has said, ' Sleeping would become a luxury.' maybe i'm just walking in a trail of perception, believeing his words do materialise."
"so, is this simply part and parcel of life?"
They tell me i'm placing great pressures on myself, how, how not to when i'm
so so far behind my peers? its Greeny friends that really make-things-right. when i really broke down after the exams, when my tears couldnt consume itself and i struggle to restrain those outbursts, that wednesday, randy bro and huiru were there, to tell me truths that make sense, to just stand there with me.
You know where? Its the fencing at the atrium, looking upon the field; where red eyes were no big deal, and the field was ours to see.
You know it. When just 1 thing they say and you believe it immediately.
Like no other.
Have you experienced this miracle?
I dont know how i were to survive in NYJC without them, seriously.

i might not do well. but then , rest assurred i would put in all my very best for whatever else to come, i would.
I'll work harder. I'll push on.
with that constant bit of encouragement.
and i want you to know that i dont emo anymore - anymore. Its called breaking down now; from sudden fluxes of outpouring of desperations, if, you would ever try to think like i do...