Pants

I made myself some honey-vinegar-water concoction at 11pm, and decided I need a break from the papers I've been doing the whole day. 

So here I am!

It's finally the week of our first exams, and I'm pretty sure most of us are shitting ourselves right now, panicking, or ransacking stacks of books looking for that piece of paper you're positive you need for the exams, but can't find. 

If that's not happening to you, you're probably not giving a fuck anymore. 

Or just extremely prepared and organised, unlike me. 

I took a shower to wake myself up, and discovered something amazing.

Now, I'm not some egotistical bastard who stares at myself, marveling at how sexy I am, but today, I was positive I look just the slightest bit slimmer. Yeah, okay. I was an egotistical bastard for about 10 minutes. 

Just 10 tho.

Haaah. There's a reason for this. Some people asked whether I lost weight, and I'm pretty sure I haven't, but I haven't gone to weigh myself either. So it happened to cross my mind today, and guess it's just a psychological effect, but it really boost my morale. 

I've been thinking to myself that I should shed a few before I go back to Taiwan, because all the people in my family are skinny as fuck, and every time I go back, they comment on how fat I look.

Maybe this time, I can go back and say "Haha, suckers! Check out the power of stress!"

I was pretty happy, ending my most productive weekend yet on such a positive note.

That was until I put on pants. Then I noticed the fat around the waistband, and I thought to myself:

Fuck you, Pants.

Be careful guys.

Pants can bring morale down.

I'm now pantless. And will be until tomorrow, when I have to go to school. 

Good luck with the exams y'all.

Let's ace this together!