On the second last day of FYP, I finally broke down because I just couldn't tank everything already. Today's the day and I'm only hours before the start of presentation. I really feel terrible cause for the past few days of this week, I had no proper food or meal cause I just didn't bother. Puked a lot of times like nothing. And there were just.... so many thoughts in my head. I'm on this final lap, and it feels as if I'm struggling so very terribly. Whatever happens tomorrow, I just hope I don't regret anything. If I do well, its probably because I deserve it, and if I screw it up and suck my way through, then...its also probably because I deserve it too. I just hope He's with me tomorrow. I need Him to be there. Please, be there for me. For all of us.

I'm always listening, even at times like this. You shouldn't agree to what 'they' said and think that way about yourself. Whatever to those asdfghjklzxv. I just want you to be you and noone else. If 'they' think 'they' can't accept the way you are, then you shouldn't be bothered about that at all. Allah create all of us differently for a reason. If 'they' think 'they' don't like you, then I'm NOT even sorry to say its really their loss. Please... don't ever lose that joy in you, cause it is what saves me everytime. It's what saves us. Us, who care a lot about you.