Hello readers, it has been decades since i last signed in. Well okay, maybe i did stretch the truth a little. Today, is marked on a calendar as the official start for a magnificent countdown. One paper down, five more to go! I shall end my countdown with fireworks that are made from burning papers . ( Apparently, 'papers' are a complete mixture of lecture slides, notes that my fingers worked on till they literally sweat, and the books!)
Tonight, like any other nights, my hypothetical cup of emotion is filled with depression. I can't seem to glue my eyelids together! I am aware that the word 'INSOMNIA' is still screaming from the vocabulary bawling "It's me! It's me!" through my ears. Alas, i still don't think that word says it all. So i suppose i am unofficially.. suffering for what they call, insomnia.
Of course, I am not even qualified to be resting myself on the bed of roses. Well for now..
Last night, I did beg Mr google for his magical help but he proposed a few crappy magics that appeared to be dysfunctional.. sigh.. I am aware that my body clock is ticking anti-clockwise. I am aware that insomnia is fatal. Again, stretching the truth a little.
Perhaps, the door to my dreamland is kicking me out from it's land.
Damnnnn! I am incredibly clueless about finding a fullstop to this disease. I shall clench my both palm together , and hope for the misery to end.
