Dear World, I know I did not try my best because I am too out of drive. The majority of my idle time were just spent thinking of how everyone would react once they see me fail. I still remember the words you kept intact in me, that it's okay to fail—at least I did my best. Well, in my case, I know I don't give my best. I grow sleepy once I look at the materials and it's miserable forcing myself to learn all of this. Time is flying so fast and I feel like I still did not do…