It's these thoughts, that frighten me that most. Last night, lying on my bed, I thought of quitting school. I felt that, this time round, I will give up.

If you know me well enough, I am one who, seldom talk to others about my problems. And never speak of such problems to my parents. I dont want them to be worried. So, for all these years to come by, I have shouldered all my problems myself, and sometimes of course, with the help of some others.

Last night was the final straw. I really felt like quitting. As hard as I tried to convince myself that everything will be okie, I couldnt. Never once in my life, I thought of quitting school. People say university is the easiest, but it turned out to be the other way round.

I will be alright.