i think i've sorta 'recovered' from my depression. i was seriously depressed after i wrote my last post. and until now, i still occasionally recall the scary moments. even speaking with BL ytd, i felt my command of lang is pathetic

i need to start writing for my jocelyn wale's critique... and also my thesis... it seems like an impossible task. oh well the inferiority sets in again...

this made the whole thing worst after i know my stats result. sigh... i'm so afraid that when on the day of graduation, they dun read 1st class or 2nd class hons. but just a pass for hons.. how embarrassing. 

maybe tmr or mon i will start my schedule... other local U reopening their school on 5th oct.. and their exams are coming up. i gotta work as hard as them...

 oh ya.. i dreamt of my mom chasing me from my grandma's home (which is in msia) to my old house, to some fish market and some neighbourhood. i dunno why but whenever i dreamt of myself running, i always feel as if i cant run fast. and she's a good chaser. i hid myself in some chimney or some small fireplace under some neighbourhood, but it was too small to squeeze in.. so in the end.. kena caught by. what a luck...

:(

i guess i am running away from reality... subconsciousness made me dream of such bad dreams.