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Ah, just a simple post before I sleep.

Future. How I strongly dislike the word, a word that can turn me insane yet excited, a word that can make me mourn or speak non-stop about it. Oh, future, you’re a misery. I, probably like 90% of you in this world (or more), wish that I could foresee my future. Every night, I wonder who I’ll be, where I’ll work, and what I will work as.

But really, tonight, after finishing my personal statement and going through my UCAS application. I have never felt so blind about the future. Where am I going for college? Am I even going to be accepted into college? Oh my, I need to stop worrying. Does worrying help? Whether it’s in one way or another. I don’t know really.

Oh this is such a night blabber, I don’t know where I’m getting at, really. hahaha. Well, but at least “there’s always a rainbow even after the storm and horrific rain”, right? I hope. I certainly hope so.

I can’t do anything other than trying my best, hoping, and wishing. Hoping that “miracle” from God will happen. That one of those universities will see my unique point other than just a typical girl with ordinary grades. I do have aspects that can be sold right? I do, I do, I know I do. *trying my best to cheer myself up*

Well, this is honestly going nowhere. I better stop here before I start writing 5 pages full of my random thoughts scattered around in paragraphs. I guess now it is time for me to sleep. It’s 2:16 a.m in the morning and I have to wake up at 8 tomorrow, *yawn*

Goodnight world!

Have faith in yourself, you can do more than you think.

Do your best and let God do the rest. All the best for other seniors too!

p.s: rainy nights/days do make me feel gloomy/galau/salao.

With love,