I'm worry about my research paper. It must be a tough work. I don't know how to do it now. I need to breathe..more oxygen..I feel chocked.
Bad mood is really a terrible thing. You don't know when it comes, why it comes, how it comes and what it causes to you. I really don't like that. I hate you, bad mood. FOAD!
A lot of exams gather in the week before final week. It makes me anxious, because so much texts are waiting for me to read them. I'm scared that what if I am flunked? No, I won't. Never.
Being annoyed..I need music.
Every Time I Close My Eyes by Babyface
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