sunday already

dear diary

much that i would like to treat D day as something that will come and pass in life. But sincerely, it's almost a tremendous mountain to climb. of cos there are times when i will talk to myself aloud, telling myself that others have done it before and why shouldnt it be the same for me, i still haven't found my nerves of steel.

And then there are the times when as i sit on my chair, staring fixedly at my screen, waiting and waiting for that day to arrive, my stomach starts to form moths (not butterflies cos butterflies are for excited and happy thots). It's like a laxative and soon i have to go to the toilet.

sometimes i really pray to god that tmw was 1st december already.