My determination is dwindling day by day. I ate fast food today. And I can't get over it.

I really hate it when people ask me to go sleep or to rest. Seriously, don't do that.

Tomorrow, I will rise and fight again. I need to fight. I need to get stronger, better.

Faith tells me that one day, success will come and I will shine..

Till that day comes, I shall sweat and endure..

I think I have this secret talent to drive girls angry, I seriously think I do. Everyone of the other gender around me gets mad easily, I think the problem is me.

The sun will rise and set again, and there goes another day. 24 hours that will NEVER EVER COME BACK. So what are we really fighting for?