Chapter 2:
The Big Book of Penguins in a Cup
There's nothing much that happens now. It's school, homework, then home, followed by competitions and a mix of learning and practicing. I have many problems regarding my life, but I forgot most of them due to my silly goldfish memory, and now I can live a blissful life where I draw anime characters and write novels all day. Sure, it's tiring and my back and neck hurt, but sometimes it's funny. Sometimes I write instead of sleeping. I don’t recommend it, but here we are.
Recently, I like to skip my sleep in favor to read novels or manhwas in the quietness of the night. It wasn't like I was really busy in the day that I couldn't find time to read or do what I like, but something about being awake in the morning is really draining and I would rather spend my afternoons napping in a pitch dark room with something looping in the background. Coincidentally, that's what I did before waking up again and writing this.
I wouldn't say I'm a bad student at school. It's like, you have friends and good grades, but you're still so invisible to everyone that you feel like everyone secretly hates you and.... har har har is this impostor syndrome?
Despite the chaos I just wrote, I'm certain this is another era of “do everything before I burn out again.” So if I disappear, I’m either at school or evaporating into the void. Or, you know, by some miracle, I'm busy slaving away at writing a new book. I have plenty of new ideas actually, I should try working on those.. That said, I’ll still post here when I can.
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