There’s still HOPE.
This sad feeling urging you to ditch classes everyday if the opportunity permits is killing me. It’s August and I know I should be making this month special.. but negative thoughts are always there keeping me in the darkness, hiding my feelings and building up walls so that no one could approach me. New faces and new teachers are hard to deal with.. they’re strangers to me. I wish I can survive school for the rest of the school year. I’m not even motivated to study.. yet I promised myself that I’ll be taking things seriously this time around. Help me, God.
