The clock’s alarm chimed loudly as the two steel bells are hammered by a small trigger repetitively. I slowly opened my eyes and tried to reach the clock. Snooze. Reaching for the snooze. I need a few more minutes to squeeze. Hell, i hate waking up early in the morning. I despise it. Sometimes i wonder, why does my life, and everybody else’s, seem like a machine. I always sense that there is an invisible force working us like puppets, telling us to do this and that in order to appease. Appease who? Beats the crap out of me. Don’t you feel the same?
It’s been few days now since the results came out. I expected it to be like that but was never really prepared to face it. I had a hell of a few days ever since. I cant sleep. But i eat a lot. Way to spend my stress mode. At least im not getting sick of not getting enough eat.
I thought that i will achieve a better result in my classification. So that i can go somewhere i always dream of going. But now, it is all lost. I ask myself, why am i like this? Why am i designated underachiever? Am i born to become pieces of mediocrity? Then why is it that i have this undeserved dreams? Is it me or is it fate wanting me to be like this? All these stupid questions ringing in my head. Questions that ring in my head whenever i try to sleep. how i wish things can be different. How i wish i can just turn back time. How i wish i can hack the system and do whatever i want. But is pointless to dream of things that will forever remain as dreams. What the hell am i supposed to do now? What..?
All these fucking questions.
