This turbulent lifestyle of mine has been consuming brain cells,
so much that i feel physically desiccated.

The start of the 4th term,
insinuates the most frantic and hectic month,
and the dreadful approach of the end-of-yr examinations.

I have yet to dig out the assiduous, diligent me.
This calls for slacking and idling to stop.
With a disgustingly low L1R5,
im distraught that i cant even enter a jc with the cut-off pt 20.

Even though conditions are seemingly better than before,
i feel so nauseous.
Im wondering if its just the flu,
or its the intense pressure im putting upon myself.

Hopefully this short reflection will make me take action,
and drive me on to excel academically.

words without action; pointless