I actually don't have much to share, my life is boring and ordinary as usual. I've already written 2 or 3 journals starting with the sentence “it was a busy week”. However, very unfortunately, it was still a busy week, in an intensity that I could barely breathe. Although I said that I love a tight schedule, it is not easy to avoid breakdowns during critical periods, like last week. 

 

    What I meant by the word “busy” isn't doing a bunch of stuff in a very short period of time, but more likely to be spending a lot of time focusing on one task. Last week was the midterm exams week, I spent a ton of time preparing for my literature exam. Even though it was a made-up quiz, I didn’t feel secure enough to take the quiz without revising. I am not a literature person (usually), resonating with the feelings of the authors and chewing up the pieces are so not my thing. I tend to make notes in order to help my memories of the texts, for example, jotting down the theme of the pieces, the symbols which played important roles in the text, etc. I found out that making my own notes is somehow healing.(Haha.)

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    However, I don’t think that my exam result will turn out great. Before I took the quiz, I thought I was going to ace it. Maybe god just doesn’t favor me (jk), I was confused and had not enough time to fill in all the blanks lol. The test(or maybe it is just me) was just… so damned, I am not going to pass it anyway. 

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    Everytime, when I am writing a journal, I feel extremely awkward and embarrassed, because I really have nothing to share, or a better way to say it, I think nothing in my life is worth sharing. Of course, I can pretend that I am living a fantastic life, hanging out with friends, working hard for my academic results or doing a meaningful part time job. Unfortunately, it is just not me. Faking it won’t make it come true, so I am just typing whatever comes up in my mind. If you  find it boring to read my journal, I am sorry:(