It's A Lot To Be Something I'm Not.

Today, I felt so depressed, or rather stressed. I don't know where to start from and they're all messed up. A lil bit here and a lil bit there. How do I put them all together in a piece and make sure it's of good quality? Or at least, good enough to pass the... let's call it QC.

Depressed or not, I still gotta try pulling through. I'm so thankful I have such helpful friends, those who cared and tried so much to help in the already very short time. I think I can even count the hours. I still feel screwed up nevertheless. Too little time. And the heart is already in the party mood. And again, I'd have those friends who would constantly remind me to concentrate and not get distracted. I don't know why, I'm so determined but yet, the heart is never there. Could anyone help me with this?

Thanks Delia (Dahlia!) for the godlike stuffs, thanks Angeline for the erm, we shall call it Independence. And a big big thanks to you who bothered saving this lost sheep (why sheep, I don't know. I always have this impression that sheeps always get lost wtf). I'd be beyond screwed if it wasn't for all these. xx

Okay, break is over.

...And the marathon starts again. Let's hope I do not fall and bruise myself again this time around. Cuz if I do, I won't know how to stand back up anymore.

And please do tell me to concentrate and not loaf around Facebooking if you ever catch me doing that.