To strive or not to strive on?

In the midst of a steamy and suffocating room where the chloroform is suspected to be evaporating, people tend to be sleepy and thus, yawning every now and then. Like the chloroform, my feelings are also definitely not spared from evaporating. The only exception was, we do not yawn upon our own feelings. As I watch the nearby neighbour kid indulging in her own lab work, slowly the notorious mind begin to wander off as usual, back to 4 hours ago. A huge disappointment was clearly worn at that time. It was merely because of the results of last semester finals. As the clock struck 9am whereby people began pouring in, what else is there to picture out except the normal pretending of the composure calm and steady look? Looks like some still could not get over with the long term run of building up confidence, only to see it getting destroyed. If only God is there to listen, he does, and I know, but in the end, the one and only reliable person is our dearest self. Time is ticking every second and with that, I will continue to strive on with diligence. That was Buddha’s last message…