The ticking clock

Sometimes it is a little terrifying to know what modules I have gotten myself into. And volunteering. And applications. It's a case of having too little time, each moment living long enough to die. I still love what I'm doing, but the deadlines are scary :'( On the bright side, deadlines are the incentive to get down to work. I guess I'll focus on remembering that there are people who believe in me. Lol. This is like form 4 and 5 all over again, the stubbornness. Taking on what I would like to do, even if teachers say, well, are you sure? Feeling the uncertainty midway through. But hopefully, like it was then, I'll somehow pull through in no small thanks to familial and friends' support. And the very best part of my situation now is I have wonderful supervisors who I can get on with, so it's just the annoying little voices in my head who I have to silence.

It's that time in term again when eye bags expand into a dark, poofy cushion. Hahah.