i'm not moved by what I feel, I know Jesus Christ is real

I ponned school for the first time in JC.
Nothing to be proud of, and I regret alot.

I can honestly bear comparison with Nellie's sentiments when she blogged about school losing its appeal, and her losing all kinds of motivation to go to school. For me, school's now akin to a deadful, enervating routine. I did use to enjoy (and to quote Nellie exactly, enjoy>like) school previously, I remember.

The shuddersome feelings spirals, spurred by immense pressure to catch up and cope with. For now, I'm not even wishing for a peripeteia. I'ld be content with just having time to rest and taking things slow.

All this with distinct sense of Deja Vu,
Slow down please.