Pessimism Strikes Back

After moments of optimism, pessimism attack again. Should I say “He, he, he”? My cerebrum again urges me to leave the chorale, even if my hypothalamus doesn’t want me to. The reasons? Well, aside from those I gave from my previous posts, I’ll get very tired if I’ll do that. My new schedule is tiring that I’ll have to wake up at least 4 a.m. just to be early for my 7 a.m. class. Travel is about one and a half hour. Three-fourths of my daily schedule is from 7 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. Wednesdays and Saturdays should be my rest days, but I have to give it for the rehearsals. Also, this school year will have more expenses than before now that I’m already a sophomore.

Pardon me.