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THE WEATHER IS KILLING ME.
I mean, seriously? It's like 33-36 degrees Celsius out there!
I know, Singapore is supposed to be hot and hotter but still...
I don't remember having this kind of temperature last year!

Only when it comes to this kinda point then I'm grateful for technology!
THANKS FOR THE AIR-CONDITION.
Pretty sure the inventor was under-rated.
IT IS SUCH A WONDERFUL THING.
I meant it from the bottom of my (evil) heart.
Can you imagine live without air-conditioning?
Imagine there's no air-con in shopping malls and all there is are fans and natural air.
I WILL DIE.

Okay, let's get something straight though.
I am NOT a air-con person.
I would choose to use a fan over air con any day..........provided if the weather is good.
I only use air con at home like what? 10 times per year?
okay, that might not be VERY true but you get the point.

Anyway, I really wish I have a past time hobby/interest/things to do that does not involve technology.
All I do during my free time is watch shows, play candy crush, use Twitter, YouTube, Instagram...
Surprisingly, it takes up my whole day.
I need something else to do.
I want to read but I'll just end up back to my laptop.
I want to exercise but the weather is just too damn hot.
I want to sleep but seriously, I'm sleeping way too much.
Oh, I keep eating when I'm bored.
I think my tummy is exploding soon if I keep this up.

SUGGEST ME SOMETHING TO DO GUYS.
I seriously have no freaking life.
I don't text anybody,
( Honestly, I just feel like texting someone whom I wish to date or someone who can have a continuous conversation with me and not get bored of me. ),
I don't leave my house unless otherwise...
I really need something else to do......OTHER THAN STUDY.
My head hurts whenever I think about it.
It's like I'm trying to get away from it.
Also, I get really sleepy.
Even just the thought of it.

It's the trigger of flight response and negative emotions.
I don't know why.
I feel so traumatized and disorganized just by the thoughts of studies.
I DON'T KNOW HOW but I just feel that way.
I keep (wanting to) running away from it and I just can't bring myself to face any of it.
Studies, competition experiments, SIP, MP....
I'm really worried and afraid that something might just screw up my this semester/year.

I feel like a bomb that's under pressure and ready to explode anytime whenever I think about studies.
T_T
I need help. I need a therapist or something.
I wish writing this out might help a bit but........I really doubt so.
Hopefully the next time I blog, I'm feeling much better.
Everything in my mind is so messy right now.
I keep shifting everything out but whenever I have to face something it becomes messy again.
& mess makes me stress.
Like really stress.
To make it worse, I can't seem to clear up the mess.

Well, I wish it was as easy as cleaning up my room but no, it's not.
I can't seem to do anything and the mess is killing me inside out.
AND MY CONSTIPATION TOO..........MAYBE THAT'S THE CAUSE OF MY CONSTIPATION.
Hate constipation, they make my farts stink.
If anyone ( I don't think so ) is reading this, please, PLEASE wish me all the best in ORGANIZING my mind.
I hope I wake up tomorrow feeling better and my mind is ORGANIZED and CLEAR. ( Not clear as in empty of course! )

Well....I would write more if I have any idea what to write but I don't.
See ya!
xoxo

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