"If you work harder, you will get luckier" per Anita Sarawak dictum.

earnestly, i cogitate it is time for me to have my nose in books. exam is just around the corner but still, i am like taking easy for everything. i heeded my friends are hitting the books and turning into bookworms. study is sine qua non for flying colors plus practicing the principles learned is bona fide. everything seems to be a close book for me at the moment. i felt like i been cast away. i been hurling to nowhere.

i been chewed on the imbroglio anew. the fallacy is facile, i weigh too much gravity on my metier. i knew from day one that i am not surmise to do so, by giving consent to it, i am depriving and victimize myself to be assiduous as a learner. time is golden. i am racing against time to cover my syllabus. time seep through my fingers. it ooze to miles from nowhere. blaspheme, i assuredly dying for more time.

languor is de facto the cardinal rationale behind the fancy condone. zealous to buckle down on tome is alias to remit. there is no genie in the bottle nor magic equation to percolate the principles embed on my little bird brain. i wish Doraemon is by me now.

i am mulling that i need to get my brain in gear to vanquish and uproot the exigency breakneckly. i am really a fish out of water. i am not as bright as a button, so indubitably more time to spend to rack my brain. it is now the time for me to bend over backwards.

dudes, please spare me some personal times due to the facts that i mirthlessly urge to converge in reverie of tome. i unfeigned mea culpa if i were to wink at you for a moment.