
For everyone's benefit: "I call this one Blue Steel."
♥ Chi
I don’t get it. I know my work is kind of mediocre (because impressing anyone with grades isn’t exactly my goal anymore. I just want to graduate). And I know that I’ve practically sacrificed my social life for this (especially since dad died when school resumed from summer). Well, not that I had a big social life to begin with. Anyway, I just don’t understand why there’s a lot of my other batchmates who have sleepless nights because of thesis.
Maybe dad’s really got my back, huh? It’s like he’s helping me get through this without stressing myself out too much. That’s just a theory, but whatever. I love you dad! Help me til my one last fight on the 15th!