This is the beginning of the journey whereby I realize how much PR can screw up your mind. I think I need to start going through my work tonight if I intend to survive Year 2 Semester 1. Hard and consistent work.
I see rainbows, speak glitter and clap butterflies. I draw my own clouds, paint my skies purple and make it rain jellybeans. You could say that I'm weird but I'm just a dreamer that likes everything to be filled with a bit of randomness and all of that.
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