HSC in #8 days.

As the days to HSC inches closer. I fathom the fact that time doesn't wait when you need it to nor will it hurry when you want it to. It's only up to me to catch up on the time I've lost. But who am I to kid, when I'm competing against students that have been be 'catching up on the lost time' the entire time they were on time. I've become more wary that these last 8 days of cramming and studying will no longer have the same profound impact on my results as it would of... if only I was even mildly consistent with my studying routine. 

My mind feels restless, regardless the amount of hours of sleep I have. Aggravation feeds on my stubborn attitude and I await for something to create motivation, intimidation and inspiration to study.

My momentarily escape is derived from the smokes I inhale like a psychedelic drug provisionally obfuscating these anticipated days that are edging closer. Breathe. Study. 

I need to steer away from distraction and focus. I dread seeing myself in the next 8 days, at the same time, grateful this will all be over soon. 

And I can only infer that I can only do what I can. No regrets. Just do.