Dear Diary

Dear Online Diary AKA Blog,

I can smell the fresh scent of the impending exams. This invigorating trail is always accompanied by the rotten smell of presentations and projects, waffled by a tinge of dank sensation of quizzes. I have been through the same routine twice. This is my third time. They always say “a third time lucky”, or is it.

I have doubt, nevertheless, I strived towards the smell of success, even though beneath it lies an ominous fragrant of doom. The fragrance lies in the endless joy of procrastinating and relaxation, just like the Venus fly-trap, the fragrance it emits meant a certain doom.

Right now, I am conscientiously preparing for the big day; the day that I can hopefully flaunt my talents and intelligence.

Yet, as ironic as it can get, there never seems to be an equitable platform for effort and results. The days of hardworking are over. I have seen how little efforts reap the most benefits.

I can only blame how intellectually challenged I may be.

I may blame the heavens, the earth and my brain.

What then, my beloved Online Diary AKA Blog, can I strive to achieve? What can I do? Which course of action is in the best interest of me?