Things are totally different now. Slowly, reality is beginning to sink in. One day, I just woke up and everything's preposterous--my system, my mind, my time, my emotions, my body clock, my routine. Gaaaah. How could a day feel far worse than seeing myself walk into an open manhole? A kick on the back was just what I badly needed. Thanks to a few concerned friends who deeply knew how it feels to be treated like crap, I've came to realize handpicked lessons in life that the corners of the classroom can't practically offer me.
As I speak, I'm getting worse.
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