It's...

It's late at night... Or early in the morning...

It's that time again, where we students stay up and mug our way through the dreaded time of our semesters.

It's the period where the stress level goes up and the happiness level goes down.

It's the time where you start wondering - what if I fail this? what if I fail that? how many marks can I afford to lose if I wanna maintain my grades?

It's the time where you start rantinging nonsense and stay up late typing a post when you should be in bed sleeping.

It's the moment when you feel - aww shucks... Japanese is so not meant for me and Malaysian Lit is just a bunch of meaningless scribbles.

Thank God for a bunch of friends and Ghany