As a student, quite often, I seem to struggle through many days when ropes, so resistant, tie me to books and pieces of paper. Trying to balance my individual life, my home life, my social life, and two big chunks of my studying life is near to impossible. Though on the rank of priorities, some dance around sky high whilst others sail along the bottom.

Whilst ideas are whizzing around, lists are circulating my mind, the heavy weight of fulfilling expectations, doing chores and trying to keep as many people as happy as possible occupies me, I wish that everything would just slow down, slow down to a pace that was manageable for me. Then, it does slow down.

But it slows down to a speed so slow, I could run alongside it in heels without tripping over or twisting my ankles. It slows down to such an extent that I almost wish it's speed hastens to what it was previously. Now I'm stuck in between the hussle 'n' bussle of a busy life and the boredom that lurks around time that passes slowly. Thinking about which I prefer is a decision in itself.