Sometimes I just want to have courage admit that I am doing what I am doing just because I more useless in other fields than in mine, I mean studying. The fear that is my fear, fear to fail. What the hell it might be Saya. You are brilliant at studying, analyzing and performing education. So now you feel this disturbance because of lack activity. And worrying about shape and weight, worrying about dormitory all these things don't help you achieve your goals. But sometimes even goals start appearing less important. Like stupid thoughts that we live one life and there is no need piercing and troubling your mind with such frail and unstable conditions. Argh, I hate myself for this.
I need to cease and forgive my empty life, turn another page and try to paint something more meaningful and positive.
Okay, texting such simple and rueful post obviously doesn't mean that I refuse to fight for my shaken dreams.
Should I keep on writing essays for IELTS? Certainly yes. To mentioned that I never pay attention to the grammar.
It's like someone could be the best reader, but when it comes to texting and expressing thoughts it turn to be such pitiful attempt to being understand by others. Okay guys.