I stepped into my room and the papers on my table seemed so useless. like banana notes in a post-jap occupation era, i felt that they didnt serve my purpose at all.sweeping them onto my unmade bed, i felt wasted, a total wreck. i didnt do well in my paper. i know cos i didnt plan my time properly, and after one year of not sitting for exams, i left 2 heavily weighted questions at the back inadequately answered.

having kept all my assignments due tomorrow for today, i had a tremendous amt of work to do, and yet ii sat at my table, after giving my room a thorough clean up, trying to detach myself from the nagging memory of the paper. If only a human's mind could be like a digital organiser, erasing the previous schedule once its over and done with. if only i could look forward and not back. if only my brain was separated into different compartments, non-corresponding, non-intrusive and ever so distinct, then i could put all my disappointment aside and start afresh, like God's new mercies everyday.

"The Lord is my shephard, I shall not be in want,
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He restores my soul"
Psalm 23