I feel like writing a story.
I feel like writing a story.
I remember the 1 scene stories that we used to write at IT, although it was short, although it made no sense sometimes, although it was not really popular among other members. At least, it had been fun for us.
Here comes the time again, being all stressed for the exams; the mind saturated with never ending supply of psychology terms and the theories. Sometimes I wonder is psychology more difficult or philosophy worse? Somehow I think the former will win by a mile. At least for psychology, the random thoughts and ideas are constrained by scientific boundaries.
Although the eye had read through pages and pages of lectures notes and readers, I wonder how much information had the brain actually captured and stored away in its horde. Oh well, we will find out the answer tomorrow when the exam paper is in front of me. But somehow I think, my brain does not actually make a successful pirate.
I feel like writing a story.
And alas, before my story can begin its flow, I hear the opening of a door. A door leading to a place where I finally can wash away the dust and tiredness accumulated from the day. And if I’m confusing you, I meant the bathroom. I seriously need to shower, Now.
So therefore, I shall take my leave now and hopefully, come back as a happier girl.
p/s: I did mention, that I'm overwhelmed with exam stress at the moment didn't I?