Sometimes no matter how determined we get, our disability makes our intention impossible.

The beginning of the end

Well this is how I made my first day of freedom the WORST ever.

Day 1:
Woke up with a bad neck pain. extremely bad.
Waited for futsal where few pulled out.
Played futsal and my legs didnt last me half an hour. They were just SHAKING.
Sprained an ankle and the knee joint that is somehow connected to that ankle.
This is so fun.

Day 2:
There will be no day 2 because day 1 was the end of everything.
Greeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaat.

Tomorrow is the last day of AS exams.
However, the MOST STRESSFUL day.
Don't know if I can make it through the one hour paper. Never have I encountered an MCQ paper with such tough questions. No joke. By far, this will be the toughest paper I've ever sat for.

Time to go drown my face in my chemistry books again.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Memories of Nobody

Somethings were supposed to have changed since a long time ago, but never took place.
It starts now.
Abit delayed, but it's not too late.
Here it begins.

Fluctuating is not what I want, something I did not anticipate to happen.
It causes things to happen;
It has its actions, it must have its consequences.
To make a person change, or to change their impressions and opinions about me, is the worst of it all.
Somethings can be undone, but this?
It seems like a scab that would sooner or later leave a scar behind.
A scar that can never be undone, that stays there forever.
Whether or not it is one, who knows?
Hoping silently in a corner that it'll all be gone and forgotten about, like nothing ever happened.