Commencement of the MST week has made me ill, both physically and mentally. Though the tests that came and went are kind of easy to me, I feel no sense of achievement at the end of the day.

Yes, that's partly because I am still trapped in my own predicament. Spending my time trying to overcome my fear has been futile. I just thought that somehow, I have started to look down on myself. The once brimming-with-confidence me has went missing.

Nevertheless, life has to go on and the Earth won't just stop revolving because of me. I will try to become more optimistic and find back my old self. I believe that once I have set my sight on doing something, especially matters involving myself only, nothing will be able to hinder me.

The path ahead is rocky. The sky is dark and a storm is brewing. I shall brace myself one last time and seek out the courage within me. I shall light up the flame and fight, man to thoughts, emotion to logic.

Humiliation and tears I will thus suffer. But there is one thing that is worse off than both combined. Something much more terrifying. Regret.

I want to minimize the number of regrets in my life. I can't speak for others but for me, I feel that regrets are things that will come back and haunt me for as long as I live. Furthermore, to make things worse, regrets are actually actions/choices that we could have done back then. So, live life without regrets.

Annihilator of fear, hesitancy and regret, I need you.

Scandalous- Delvetures