"Take a breath, I pull myself together
Just another stair until I reach the door
You'll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you
I wish that I could tell you something to take it all away"
I am constantly finding answers to questions that's accumulating inside my brain by day. I admit, I am taking it for granted. I knew I was running out of time to make decisions but I choose to let it pass and keep telling myself "there's always tomorrow" For that I should really stop procrastinating. I was hoping for something, a sign.. Just something to show me what I should choose. But at the same time, I am afraid.. I shiver at those thoughts.. Why can't future plans be as easy as ABC? Or to the very least like a simple math problem.. I seriously wonder how people actually make decisions regarding their future career life. How do they cope with it if they were to feel no passion after undergoing the course but have no choice but to go with the flow.. I have less than a month to choose. I am in so much stress that I feel like I'm gonna burst any minute of my life. PMS-ing on small little things.. But I thank god for letting me breath and laugh my stress off my shoulder till this day. Alhamdullilah.. Being able to witness the beauty of HIS creation is something I feel honored doing. If that make sense, which I highly doubt so. &yes, I am fully aware that I should seriously stop whining and complaining about small little things.
On a brighter note, I am blessed to have true friends by my side.. Not forgetting my family members. They who constantly makes my day without fail. They never fail to put a smile on my face every single day.. I don't know what I'll become without them. I'm guessing if they're not in my life, I'm just a walking PMS asshole.. Ha! These people gives me faith in myself, they lighten my life, they're my pillar of strength. They keep me going. They keep me strong♥♥♥
I guess, I should go to sleep now. Morning shift tomorrow, and let tomorrow be a better day.
Goodnight beautiful souls, xoxo.
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