Life had been mundane few weeks back due to school  projects and assignments ... 

Turning in and waking up at odd hours was just plain horrible. I've lacked of motivation, determination and confidence in doing almost everything, it's like when you worked so hard for something yet things just don't turn out to be the way you expect it to be eventually. Sometimes I would rather choose to lay in bed w the curtain drawn down and do absolutely nothing than telling myself repeatedly that I need to start being productive ...

No one could justify the decision you've made but can only respect for it takes a lot of courage for one to do so. It might be absurd and selfish though. As much as one tries not to think about it, it will always be an haunting thought at the end of the day. So what now?

I'm still glad I met you, really do.