28.1.2023

And yet another day strolls by leaving nothing but tons of lessons for me to absorb. School commenced about two weeks ago, and as always, examinations and tests burdened my shoulder. This extra pressure was amplified by my participation in some competitions.

Yesterday I attended an art competition representing my school. What astonished me was that despite being the eldest, the young children around me were painting strokes and driving their pencils around like professionals! I felt like an amateur myself! Their passion as they keenly filled in certain nooks and crannies marveled at me, and I returned with lots of memories.

I finished one of my art homework a few minutes back. I have tons of agendas left for me to fulfill, but somehow, one deemed attention was writing. All of these muffled voices inside my head needed an arena to be released thus the writing.

Days have been really mundane and monotonous. The things that once used to draw me in, allure me, and fill my thoughts have now taken a corner of my mind and left them unattended to me. I really ought to work hard to the bones, I always say that, yet somehow there's something I'm afraid of. Something that impedes me from validating my dream. A quiet whisper that holds me back, grips me tightly and tears my desires.

However, I would never give up. I'll try! Really, I'll work to my bones.

P.S. I have an assembly presentation, a test, and a competition coming up. Do wish me the best of luck!