friend? friend? friend.
i think i might burn out soon, but that’s not the best thing in the world to happen right now.
uyo awards presentation rehearsal tmr, and yet somehow i still dun feel a sense of accomplishment. everything i’ve achieved, everything i’ve done, is probably going to fade away with time, just like how everything else has and will. i’ve worked long and hard but for what? a piece of paper to indicate that i’ve tolerated 6 years of crap and that i should be rewarded because of it?
there’s more to life than this. i just need to find out what.