I cried. Over a module that has left me beyond helpless. Nope, I didn't cry over a person, or an event. But a module. Regardless of the amount of self-talk I did, I actually cried. Maybe it is in such times that I actually wish I have someone whom I can seek solace in. Someone whom will not judge. And because no one comes to this site anymore, I thus have the courage to document that I cried.
the boy with a dead heart. posted at | 12:27 AM |
Monday, March 19, 2012
The last time I felt that helpless? Year 1, business law report.Along the way, there were moments whereby I almost tumbled. Fortunately, there were some people along the way to hold me up. Today, that sense of helplessness has set in again. I really do not hold how should I go about handling it. Rather then spending my time lamenting, I know I should do something about it. The issue? I do not know when to start."I thought I would not make it throughI have no hope to hold on to,I thought I might break.I didn't know my own strength."Elsewhere, I pray for the health of my grandfather.
the boy with a dead heart. posted at | 8:57 PM |
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