I'm always writing and taking down notes in class..
Hardworking eh? Or so they think.
Tutors and classmates think I'm a mugger, when I'm not, SO FAR from that, in fact.
Truth is, I don't do tutorials. Whatever I am scribbling quickly, they are answers.
Tutors said they expected me to do better for the common tests.(because i appear so hardworking during class)

Truth is, I think that is my limit (for not being a mugger that is).
This semester has brought much more disappointment, as much as I feel that I am working harder than before.
It's still not enough. I know.
This time, I know, we're no longer classmates, and that I feel I need to be dependent on myself (maybe that's the reason for looking like a mugger)

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I'm no longer the person who's willing to squeeze out time to exercise, because whenever I do, I'd rather be a couch potato.
I'm either late or nowhere to be seen when it comes to friends' meetings.
Telling them how I need to complete my work, when in fact, I am stoning.
I'm not like this. I used to be someone who agrees to go out most of the time even when work is piling up!
Tutorials are never done, project target deadlines are always delayed.
I've become a lazier person! Even my room has become so messy.
I've been brushing off the thought I had about this being a bad semester, bad year.
Now, I still refuse to accept the fact.
but wait, it IS going to be a bad year, because i'll be going on BIG TWENTY.
So many things to do, so many goals yet to be accomplished, so little time.
At times like this, I find myself reminiscing the past again.
5 years ago, everything all much better.
Is this how I'm living my life?
PS: I can't wait for this semester to be over (as much as I'm afraid of entering year 3), maybe university life will be better, or am I over-reassuring myself again?
I'm scared
