Before you, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason. And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.


Patrick Ethan Goh
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Dear diary..

today.. i just feel that i'm a kid.. not in the sense that my behaviour is like one.. but my thinking is like a freaking one.. don't even know why and what's wrong with me.. i just feel that i'm really a big kid trapped, really trapped in a adult's body.. never seems to grow up..

today was the second last day of the one-week exam.. it's just sucks.. when the lecturer gave out the paper and when i read it, my mind just went *poof*.. blank.. empty.. nothing inside.. then i started to pray.. hope that God will do something.. then i was getting paniced because nothing was coming out.. then i was thinking: "heck lah.. i will just go to sleep and then just hand in a blank paper.." but as i was laying my head on the table, thoughts of last night's conversation with ______ came in.. "God will be beside you tomorrow when you're doing the paper.." then i started to flip the paper again.. and answers just come in.. at least it's not blank paper.. then when i came out of the room, walking past the staff room, having the 6th sense that tells me that my tutor is coming out.. and true enough.. it's him, the nicest and most concern lecturer that i ever known..

lecturer:"So, Patrick, how's the paper? Difficult?"
Me:"Huh? Okay lah.. A bit difficult.. But easy lah.."
lecturer:"Huh? Hey Patrick.. Are you okay?"
Me:"Huh? Errr.. Okay lah.."
lecture:"You look in a daze.. You sick?"
Me:"Huh? Err.. Think so lah.."
lecturer:"Then you go home and rest.."

I was indeed in a daze when talking to my lecturer.. really don't know what to say to him.. feel that i have disappointed him in someway.. somehow, that's how i feel.. just now..

tomorrow will be the last paper.. and i can say.. the toughest.. because even more things to remember.. i don't know whether i can make it through tomorrow..

shall go and rest before i start to study again.. it's 12.40 in the afternoon..