Just wanted to share this out here:
I know I'm not active. Like really active but I hope readers know how appreciative I am that people actually read my works. I write whenever I want to, when I feel like it. And still there are people reading them. Which is why I am so sad to realize how I took time for granted. Now, I'm literally failing my 1st semester in College and I just want to write again.
I'm crying. I feel like I'm slowly falling into a state where even the things and people who usually makes me so happy fails to do so. All I want is to save my face and my parents' money. My father said that it was ok if I failed, the thing he wants me to do is do my best till the end. But I just can't. I keep getting pressured and I feel sorry for the money they spent for books and photocopies. For my expensive tuition fees and their efforts
I don't even want to become a CPA. I want to write. But at this point, screw this. I just want to pass this semester and start anew for the next one. I wanna prove that even though I was a STEM student, I could graduate. Ofcourse, now chances for high ranks are impossible but I still want to do my best.