Suddenly, breathing seems so hard to do

I'm sorry. I just *had* to do another post before I went to bed.

I am absolutely LOVING my new blog template. It's so pretty and blue. And sky-like.

I love the sky, really. (And yes, as you can see, my mood has rapidly changed from the previous post.)

Anyway, this post is really nonsense. Although, I suppose, it's not like most of my other posts are filled with good philosophical thoughts and things other people could learn from.

I am also loving the new font that my blog posts are written in. It seems more personal and accessible...

Anyway, people would be misdirected by my choice of 'post title'. It's merely from one of the many Westlife songs I was listening to for nostalgic purposes. (See below post.)

I suppose though, breathing can be a sudden chore when you realise how fragile life is. I could die tomorrow. I honestly could. I mean, I don't control when my passing will be.

But alright, enough with the morbid realisation of the fragility of life. As mentioned before, this was supposed to be a nonsense, more upbeat post.

Tomorrow, I honestly need to bite down and scrabble to start my exam preparations.

First class, people! That's my goal! :D