Stress.

but manageable.

Because if i cant manage it, it will be the end

Seriously i am damn fucking stress for the past 2 months. Collage life is damn fuckingfucking stress.
I cannot empathize much on the stress man, except using fucking as an adjective.

So i decided, fuck it.
failing one module is not the end of the world.
i am not determine by one fucking module result. i am not determine by uni transcript.
I am determine by people who love me and who concern for me.

Thus, ignore the external factors in life.
I dun really need it. i am not deprive of it.

fuck.
i am going back to typing my 1500 words essay on “Justice V.S Ethics”.