Isn't it just appalling when after a unyielding day of school, you drag your jiggered soul home only to see the burning rage of anger in the eyes of your parents constantly without fail hounding you to complete your tutorials and buck up on your studies? Well that’s a prospect I contemplated facing and sadly, it's changed from a thought into the reality i never wanted.

And so the ever so subconscious mind of mine start conjecturing about the zillions of plausible scenarios Sean's callow mind can possible churn out. Currently none of them seemingly positive. Well I deem I brought this oh not so winsome prospect on myself and maybe it betters for my academics that things stay this way.

I've been though a rollercoaster both mentally and emotionally. Realise that I've been regurgitating all my thoughts on my blog. At times i wonder why i choose sciences over the arts with clearly the latter being my passion. It's not that I'll flunk in science but I guess it's been hell alot of harder motivation to get me to read something based on predefined consensus rather than actual events which happened thousands, years ago. It's irritating to think sometime life forces you to go with the flow when the not so popular option make turn out to be the better option.

A typical day for this dying youthful soul of mine involves waking at 6.30am till about 12am. It's amazing to think how much doctors churn out journals after journals telling us about the importance of having adequate sleep but our screw up academia focus education system doesn't give a dame.

ARGH i feed up with the way my life has been going. I know I need to make changes but I can never get down to doing them. This is killing me! Perhaps the lure of my dream university will spur me on. Well, Hopefully

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