Another semester.
Early birthday cake slices <3
And I unknowingly chose so many although we were already bursting. . .
Two more weeks to end of the semester.
These are the worst.
Everybody is worn out.
Out of paper, out of ink, out of money too.
Out of our minds at times.
Going somewhere during study week.
Somewhere I always wanted to go.
And I hope that everything goes well and everybody is healthy.
Time to faint on the bed awhile.
It used to be so hard, that bed of mine.
Like sleeping on a piece of plank.
But when tired, it feels almost like a regular bed.