i.am.so.gonna.screw.up?
on 11.11s, i wish for discipline and determination to study.
AHEM. i demand for them to be granted. says self. i need some motivation, of which i am terribly lacking.however, everything can be romanticised, even studying.
holing up in a dark little attic, books piled high on brown study desks stained with age.a table lamp spill gentle yellow light on what you're reading and mugs create hot chocolate rings on notes. while the rain falls down, outside.
and then you tear out all your hair and become bald because you just FRIGGING. DONT. GET. VECTORS.
oh and to make everyone feel better about themselves, i haven't started studying. or mugging as they say.
saveeeeee meeeeee from the dark~~~