This somewhat horrid week has finally ended, and I celebrated with a piece of carrot cake. Yes, those cakes with the carrot bits inside ( Read more... )

Finished my essay. A quick bite, and onto my economics tutorial. Argh.

And it's close to 3am in the morning.

I have a fucking 1000 word philosophy essay due tomorrow, and I don't even know where to start. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

But what else is our existence in life for, except to find salvation and reproduce?

I'm burnt out. Really.

I need some motivation to study.

Oh dear. This is bad. I just woke up. Maybe because of the rain in the morning. I just couldn't drag myself out of bed.

Which translates to sleeping at 4am tomorrow, to study for my french test.

I need to sort my sleeping issues out.

Sometimes in life, I wished I had hit rock bottom. But alas! The further I wish, the further I fall.

My days are becoming more and more fragmented. I hope it will stop. I need to find a purpose. And meaning.

I swear I am going to be a low maintenance person from today onwards.

Money should be saved for travelling. Nothing else.

Yes, iliep, mark my words.

The inedible hall food just makes me crave more for the new sugar-strawberry coated donuts which are sold at the 7-11 store just behind the hall.