More than what I can see.

It's back to school, and my class starts at 8AM later.
So you people who have your classes later than me, stop complaining about school and everything else related to it. I'm damn sure that you don't end at 6PM every. single. day.

I am not kidding.

I'm having mixed feelings about school now.
+ I get to live, eat and sleep more regularly, actually having things to do, and knowing that I'm not alone with my group of friends which are definitely cooler than yours.
- Stress, freedom's down the gutters, can't sleep in and have brunch and early morning suppers, a more angsty and sometimes a tad too bitchy version of me.

Ugh.

Whatever it is, it's gna be Year 2 for me in a few hours time. I've never really expected myself to be survive till this far (for real) especially after going through sem. 1.1 and scraped my dear life across 1.2.

It's all going to be good. I am determined to let it go only this way. My way.

It's time that things to be on track and goes the way I want them to be. It has been like this until it somehow went off the tracks, somehow. No idea how, but it's time to be back on the tracks.

Life has been well, I am sane and everything's seems to be alright.

I know some things have gone awry, but I'm sure the person that I'm referring to will be able to stand up proud again. I am very sure of this. <3

 

Considering the time that I've to be up, time to get off this seat.

Tillagain.