Have no hopes for this one,
Just a diary from a random dude who's helpless in hopes of making every day count from now on.
Sleep at 4:30 am. 4:06 am haven't slept yet, I wonder if the future me is still lazy. I am nearly 100% sure. I can't believe how times have changed. From thinking the best for the future to the worst. I don't believe in my future self who will wake up at 1-2 pm. I don't believe he will do anything productive. Is it still believing in yourself if you believe you have already wasted your future potential.
People say you can change anytime and become the best version of yourself. Is it really the best version if you could have changed in the past too. It's the first time I have put my thoughts into words. So please do forgive me.
Anyway, This year I am hoping to get a college. A college with a hostel with clean food and clean rooms. A college where I can try for the dreams I see in my phone. I have known this entrance exam exists since 3+ years. I have already wasted 2 years idling around, lost my mind in the phone. Days,Weeks,Months passing in the blink of an eye. Now only one month remains, Only one month. 3 years to 1 month. Now what should I do. Helplessness.
God has given me many chances in life. I won't lie He has reminded me multiple times in my life. I sometimes believed I am the favoured son of God but Now it feels like The devil was behind me the whole time. Always giving me the feeling of chances and letting me delay it always. What kind of God doesn't force you in the right direction. The devil gave me the feeling of many chances until It came all crashing down. The Finale of My Story.
Ok Enough Gibberish I should try sleeping it's Already 4:20 am. I wonder what kind of people would read this. Please reply with a "..." If u read this chapter till the end