Reality creeps in.

I think I'm not liking this feeling.

 

Of insecurity, anxiety, and maybe a little too much fear.

 

My mum will not working for two months. Somehow that scares me quite a bit because it probably means a lot less freedom, at the least the kind I want.

My brother's girlfriend has moved in her big pink creature (taller than my largest Doraemon) to my room when I was away. She put it right in front of my Doraemon toys, making them hard to find in my sight. It's as if she's telling me that she's starting to invade and asking me to watch out.

Suddenly, I find myself grasping. I'm finding it hard to imagine. Seemingly, my life in the very near future is likely to be unprecedentedly full of ups and downs. If everyone is afraid of the unknown, I think I am more scared of the known, for I don't have the slightest idea how I can evade what I don't want to face head-on.

 

And.

 

My application number has been removed from the list on the website.

 

I really thought I wouldn't be upset.
Oh well.