Not afar from our school, there's this street where some of my close friends live. One of them is Eve. Well, let me tell you something about good Old Eve. Well, she's one of my favorite friends 'cause she's not a party pooper, she's always down for fun trips and she can actually accept sarcasm which is very rare here. Anyways, we both went to some small party last night where we drank liquor from three in the afternoon until evening. We were at a house of one of our friends and we all gathered there as a 'squad' and all that shitty-social stuff. But, I gotta enjoy those little moments because, to tell you frankly, these past few weeks were exhausting as hell. It was exam week and we also need to pass all of the required output for the semester and good-gracious, I was tired as a coal miner! And I needed that unwinding because I must help my mind to wander off of something. Boy, the fucking pressure of being alive is such a burden for me, believe me, it is. Especially now that I've got some mental issues with myself. I don't really know how people wreck their minds but, mine just broke and so, it adds the confusion with my anxietyand all sorts. At first, I thought that it was just a small deal, you know, like it's just for a short period of time but, I was fucking wrong. I don't want to speak about it- yet. It's all depressing and I don't want to stress out because of my stupid illness or whatever.
Anyway, speaking of Eve, I kind of forgot my wallet with her last night so, I decided to message her by a chat but, she's not online so I did not bother to have a chat. Besides, I am so, so close to reaching the mall where the bookstore is. Then, I've got an idea. I wanted to invite her to hang around with me after I buy the book in the food court area inside the mall where two of our other friends always hang out. That's a good idea because good Old Eve is a fucking good listener. But, that will be awkward though. Just the two of us? Nah. I already typed the message for her but, I then deleted it. I just changed my mind. Maybe, we could hang out the next time? If there will be another one.
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A miracle? I can't feel the skin underneath my feet. It's fucking numb. Oh my God. I see it. I see the mall- I can see the fucking mall! I'm not even tired and the sun wasn't that bright anymore. I look into the almost-empty bottle of my energy drink with great joy. I can already feel the success flowing into my veins. I claimed it already, the small-sense of achievement! For other people, it might be just a 'small-sense' of achievement but for me, wow! It feels great to do this for fuck sake!
I walked a little further, and little more, and more, and finally, I'm here, in front of the mall. Before I went inside, I, of course, wiped-dry the sweat all over my body- boy, how wet the back of my shirt is -and drank the last remaining drops of my drink. This is it. I am so close in the end and I must face it with... without fear.