8:42PM
I breathed a sigh of relief, realising that the torturous notion of sophomore years is no longer existent in my life. It didn't feel any different at first, still wearing my school uniform like coming home from any other ordinary school day. After moments of thinking, it finally sunk in: I soon have left high school, I am independent. Breaking loose of the routine life at school has made me realise how important having a schedule is. I'm already losing track of time. It took me a long moment to think of what day of the week it was and what I was going to do for the day. Boredom struck me with power today and I'm already losing a sense of what procrastination actually is because since my exams are coming, there's more need to study.
-a.c
YOU ARE READING
Clouded Thoughts.
PoetryThis is pure beauty, it is making my heart flutter inside like a trapped butterfly trying to escape it's dark cage... This is my journal for 30 days only. I write, so as to not be dead.
