My stomach.
I look totally normal on the outside while my stomach would be flipping inside.
I don't know what have come over me.
It's like this year I don't have any reason to not study and I'm still not studying.
I've ten days for my final year exams.
My last in my ug life.
Part of me just wants to pass, part of me knows that it's my last chance to prove that I've way more potential than my previous marks .
But then I've to study to get either.
And here I am wasting my second day reading gastric carcinoma.
Hurry worry curry. I feel my stomach is listening in to my thoughts.
The stress I feel , now feels localised and diffuse all at once.
Don't flip so much , it's just an exam.
Easy peasy lemon squeezy.
I was once competitive .
Now all I want is a good night's guiltless sleep .
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