Endorphins

It was mostly a happy day, and then a slip of the mind by a trip of the devil cast a grey cloud over my blue skies.

And also, the new discovery that a pimple has set up camp just beside my nose on my left cheek.

I'm stressed because this is a FYP like no other.

Because there are simply too many variables, too much to ask for, too much to hope for, too much to know, too much to do, too much to achieve.

And its all eggs in one basket.

This is one FYP, where we don't all get the same grades, and yet I require them to all have the same vision and hopefully the same gusto.

at the same time, who am I to ask for all this when it is basically help and love I need.

A slip of the mind, and all this came crashing down.

I'm normally very faithful when it comes to things like this. I always believe it'll come to pass, and my imagination always manages to take me beyond the farthest borders my mind allows me to reach.

I'm always faithful, that i'll be able to get the help I need.

but today, tonight. I'm worried.

I dare not ask for the help I need.

I don't know how.

Where to begin.

If only I had a blank check I could sign off to make sure everybody's efforts could be repayed in some form of monetary way.

My first adulthood FYP.

Although it's nothing final.