Stepping up for good.
Ah, just another day starts off with a filthy lil feeling to hug the bed and to never leave it at all. But then by the time realization strikes the cerebrum which is still outta control, it gets about 9(AM, obviously). Then the day dreads on as it should with just nothing to do if it is a holiday which goes on at the time I'm writing this. A nasty, ghastly feeling comes into existence and that's that soon it'll be 3:00 PM, would have to continue on with tuitions, return at 7:30 PM and then barely sit for an hour before dozing off and waking up startled just to have the remorse feeling of watching the clock strike no less than 11:00 PM. It repeats on and on, forever until, the ever-longing(no sarcasm interested as well as intended) School, yes that's right pops up again and forces me to wake up at that usual 6:00 AM. Well it's never so good to study as the day before the examinations where the preparation hours stretches to a whopping 15 hours and that's pretty