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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
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Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.

14 July 2007 | 7:26:00 PM
am i doing too much?

I know this is my second post today but I had to get this out of my system.

I feel like I'm doing too much for the moment.
Firstly, my priorities are in a mess.
I sacrificed those track trainings to concentrate on my studies.
But only 30% of it was concentrated on studies.
The 50% was spent for my friends and family because I know I haven't been fair to them with all the commitments that I have.
The other 20% goes to my other necessities like Art and MT.

GOD, I want to do well in O's so badly!
But other problems seeped in through and I've no idea what to do.
I'm lost at crossroads and to realise some people may be depending on me.
I screwed it bad for good.

I just have to learn to pick myself up every second that I fall ( trust me, I'm not the balance kind of person).
I've got talents but I can't excel.
It's not fair.
Life will never be so maybe I just have to overcome these differences and hindrances.

I see good when I do things for people.
I sacrifice my time and I may be on the brink of failing my O Level Art.
So please, I beg of you, let time pass slowly.

My deadline's in 63 days' time.
And that is really, really a short span of time.

I've got to go.
I heard knockings on the door of my heart.
I'm starting to get nervous.
I may break into sweats soon if I don't go now.




Someone help me...