i was gonna blog days ago, but i changed my mind just minutes before exploding verbal diarrhoea full of frustrations and qualms of the past weeks. waiting for an answer had been such a bitch. but today, when my apprehension had materialized to a reality, i realized that i could no longer feel a slight remorse within me. maybe, ive exhausted my tears. maybe, ive exhausted my emotions so much that i could no longer have an ounce of regret or sorrow over what had happened. or maybe, m just truly, mentally, exhausted. maybe, tomorrow will be a new day. i really need to pick myself back up again, even though every single molecule of confidence has been knocked out of me.