Exam Mode

Poetry Exam. Blah!

I’m so disappointed with myself. Need I say more?

I can never be good enough. My hope of trying to get a better pointer this semester seems to be so vague. I tried so hard I did. Hopefully, I’ll do better for my next paper.

Critical Thinking- 11 November

Well it was so so.. Easy, Average, and Difficult. Confusing at times.

Next paper, Teaching Poetry. But I'm totally worried about my Psychology paper.

3 More papers and I'll taste pure pleasure and freedom.

Deep Inside..

I look back and I see no one was there for me or with me.

I wonder was I walking alone all this while. Or did they just leave?

This lonely soul wanders.

In the midst of loneliness.

I know I am all alone.