Two teams were playing football on a nearby pitch when I was having dinner on Sunday. One team was wearing red, and the other was wearing blue. There was this one guy who was wearing a Barca jersey, so you couldn't tell which team he was on. Maybe he was the referee. MLIA

Once again I am struggling to keep my eyes open before it even hits nine o'clock. Yesterday I was out at 7 am and I reached home at 10 pm, a whole 15 hours later, which is horrid. We will probably not have any rest until mid-May, which is a terrifying thought, because it is only mid-February, but then again time has passed really quickly ever since school started (five weeks ago. Five), so maybe the semester will be over in the blink of an eye ... and you're panicking right before your moot exam because there are two issues you haven't managed to cover properly, WHERE HAS ALL THE TIME GONE?

Kidding, balance is key. I discovered the magic behind the saying "Haste makes waste" this week. Things are going well, and I've realised that caring two hoots about what other people think is a huge mistake. You can't please everyone, even if they expect you to please them. Most of all, you can't please yourself all the time. I'll decide what I want to do.

i am annoyed because i think too much, which my mother has already pointed out to me as a problem, because the more perfectionistic i am about something the more procrastinatory i get about it and therefore everytime i actually want to start to do something i start to plan what i need to do and then when i plan what i need to do i find that there's so much to do, so much so that i can't see the end of the road without even starting, and then i already feel tired without having even started. sometimes i try to sit down and adopt the "grit my teeth and just do it" attitude hoping that when i start doing it the momentum will kick off and then i will complete everything in one sitting but that is obviously impossible and five minutes into starting i already feel tired about everything. i think the solution is for me to understand that these days it doesn't only take half an hour for me to understand something because life has gotten complicated beyond measure and it is okay if i don't understand something in half an hour, because all i have to do is cut it down into little digestible pieces and every half an hour i will learn something new or accomplish something good. which actually brings me back to my first point, because if life has gotten complicated beyond measure and there are so many little digestible pieces to take care of, when will it all end? i am getting tired already thinking about it. descartes said, i think, therefore i am, but he forgot to add a few words behind the entire quote to make it truthful, when in turn it will become, i think, therefore i am a huge loser.

Happy (belated) birthday to bottledenigma, karyotype and katlovescookies!! Hope you guys had a great day (:

It's strange how I'm more productive than usual when I'm sick. Probably because I get to rest at home and not think about how horrible travelling to and from school is and how horrible school itself is ... Also had one of those 'zing' moments that I haven't had in a long time, since ... secondary school, perhaps? Maybe it's the lack of eight months' study that's gotten me all out of sync and everything, like I've forgotten how to study and how to be an effective student. Basically I haven't been committed to school because I'm not sure that yes, this is the place I want to be, whereas for the last six years prior to university I was exactly where I wanted to be. I think I was too fixated on what could have been, instead of what I have now.

I don't know why I haven't been studying as hard as I should be, because suddenly -- just two hours ago -- I realised that this is the sort of pace I am comfortable with. Slow and steady, the way I did it during high school all the way to the A levels, how I would seriously spend all my Saturdays and Sundays doing math and chem and digesting my China Studies notes at Starbucks from like, 9 in the morning all the way till 4 in the afternoon. Whereas all my weekends nowadays are spent thinking about how I can avoid work ... stupid, really. I could slap myself. I haven't been 100% committed and wasn't prepared to make sacrifices, and that was stupid. I really, truly hope it's not too late to catch up now.

God, you guys must be so sick of me talking about school 24/7, maybe I could take a picture of the cupcake I'm going to eat tomorrow at Starbucks while studying, and you guys can comment saying that it's good to have me blogging about nice cupcakes instead of school for a change.

This is basically the theme song of my life.

I am sick for the 6000th time this semester arghhhhhh when will I do anything right. My crim law tutor must totally hate me this is the second time in a row I'm missing his lesson.

Coughing like a bitch, drowning sorrows in cough syrup, going to bed.