So I was sitting at the coffee shop that I used to go during secondary school.

Ordered the fastest food available which was the fried dong fen.

Looking around at the students, the random strangers and the familiar faces that worked there.

I couldn't help it but grinned.

I really couldn't stop grinning, or stop showing that smile on my face.

There were simply too many memories, too many good ones and bad ones.

It's been too long since I felt this way.

Being glued to this current life, the endless due of assignments and tutorial works for god knows what.

The plate of fried dong fen and the cup of teh peng.

I would kill to relive that.

With my mates from band, class, and muffinz.

The purest joy.


"NFTB"

Hi. It's been a long while, I just don't know what mess have I gotten myself into.

I hate the feeling that every week, there are readings to be read, to be understood, summarised, answered and handed in.

I really hate that.

This is currently the 7th week of school and I've never felt so tired before since I got into university.

It's not about the fact that I procrastinate more than actually doing work.

I just don't feel motivated to do any of this shit.


Which leads to my constant anger of with what the hell I'm doing.

I know for a fact that I am capable to complete what I am supposed to, but then I just don't want to.

And I can't find the reason why.

It could be possible that I've been getting lazier since the day I started university, and I ended up where I am right now.

I just don't know what to do.

Weeks after weeks.
Doing the same shit, just trying not to fall back.
Trying to earn marks to get a good grade.

I'm sick and tired of everything here.

"NFTB"