Nope, still standing.

While my almighty rational brain tries his very best to suppress my wavery emotional brain, the former failed.
I could be a bit tougher and more professional.
Hang on, hang on, no big deal, I kept convincing myself.
Yet I ended up scaring my friends up, almost half the class.
And Easy has to pick me out from the toilet.
Have not been tearing this bad, uncontrollably.
Why this Pakistanist lecturer whom I only met him for the second time?
I must have scared him too.
It's almost semester end.
A year's end to my responsibilities as a class representative.
But don't get me wrong.
I hold no regret on accepting this position.
The ups and downs made me who I am today.

Cheerio.

And omygosh! My sis is not offered a hostel -.-lll I'll have a pig in my room next semester. Hahaha, a small eyed but chubby one! :D <3