Stressed

Stressed! V stressed!

Why must put pressure on me? V stressed!

Post-production meeting was just over. Arrows were pointing at me, indirectly.

Huh? What arrows? Now 20th century, where on earth would there still be arrows shooting?

Heard of eyes arrows?

Ya....

Well... that was it!

Eh? Don't get it!

You're trying to fake it? Sorry, you failed terribly. It was simply obvious.

Too obvious.

Damn. I really can't fake it. How? Reject?

Would you have the heart?

I don't know.

Can you decide now?

I don't know.

Will you have the time?

I don't know.

Able to shoulder the responsibility?

I don't know.

Will cross the bridge when reached.

*Helps to pray* To SY: Gal, chill, chill! Cool it! You can do it!

Mood: Stressed
Music: Scandal - Kangta & Vanness