my entire world is more similar to a wobbled snow globe. An incident suddenly turned it over, letting all of the bits and pieces of my life to be collected on the top then quickly was inverted. The only thing distinctive to me is that, everything is not falling down gently and it isn't all about snow and glitters, neither. Instead, gush of anxieties and restlessness is what is swirling madly in my consciousness.
And yes, I'm referring to my post before this. Despite of my friends warm comfort about it, and especially how protective and supportive my mother has been, I still feel a bit dreadful towards the possible capacity of our skeptic proctor to reprimand us. Well umm, maybe not really. In fact, to know in ourselves that we're not guilty of the change makes me somehow, confident. It is just that... that the day before that... what if... what if... what if.
Ohhh Jam, just drop it off, will you? Everything's gonna be fine. You just have to believe that it will.
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