Hello world.
It's 3.54am, I sit admist a mess of esays on mathematics, emcee scripts for the NUS Harmonica Concert, pens, highlighters... on the bed behind me lies wilting roses, unfolded clothes, a black shiny dress, paper bags and more clothes.
It's 3:54, I'm unshowered, tired, and dying for a run.
I must be really untalented in math - For the first time in my life, I drafted an essay without even being close to exceeding the word limit.
I have listened to the Poulenc recoding. I made more mistakes than I even noticed. =..(
Lately, those around me have been tired, moody... or alternating between both. Myself included. May all our days be bright and merry soon enough.
It's 3:54, I'm unshowered, tired, and dying for a run.
I must be really untalented in math - For the first time in my life, I drafted an essay without even being close to exceeding the word limit.
I have listened to the Poulenc recoding. I made more mistakes than I even noticed. =..(
Lately, those around me have been tired, moody... or alternating between both. Myself included. May all our days be bright and merry soon enough.
Chengwei looked out at 3:54 am
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