my life is a mess.

...angelica panganiban said.

it would have sounded funny if i didn't know what it's like for your life to be such a BIG mess.

my life is a mess.

let me say that again. it's messier than the school's cafeteria. it's messier than my 'adopted' lil pamangkin's handwriting. it's messier than my room.

and it's not just that. it's gloomy and dark. and the hope of light rising from anywhere is slim. really slim.

why? you might ask.

well, the answer is rather short. my brain is experiencing severe case of mental block. it's not the the kind like dory's nor is it like the alzeimer patients. it's something different.

when i'm inside the classroom, i seem to understand everything the teacher's saying. until out of the blue my brain just stops absorbing and goes blank.

sometimes that's not the case. sometimes, i could understand everything from start to finish. but the minute i step out of the room it happens again. all that information just disappears into thin air and i couldn't remember anything.

now you might ask again, how is it connected..?

well, for an engineering student in iit, forgetting almost everything, like every single thing of her lessons rather, is suicide. it's worse than going to a war without your ammunitions. it's plain suicide.

and that my friends is why my life is a mess.

and if anyone..any single one could actually help me in this dilema..please do..