hello saturday means hello unproductive day

hello unproductive day. you fully deserve the label FML.
this is exactly how much work I've done in the span of 15 hours, ie the whole day.

If you measure that out, it's not even a quarter of a page. Most of which i wrote from the times 7pm-11pm.

I have had this weird obsession with facebook all day today for some strange reason. I think I like to either stalk people, look back at old photos and friends or perhaps its just the peculiar reactions of the female human body that is being influenced by the unpredictability of my emotional turmoil via things called hormones that sparks this kind of behaviour when something, colloquially termed 'rags' has come to visit.
I've locked myself in my room, didnt go to any events today which involved a bbq, birthday dinner and a birthday clubbing event. why? to do that supposed thing which kids our age are supposed to be doing, aka "study" (and partly because I really couldn't be bothered)
I should've just gone out, that way I'd feel guilty for going out and probably would have done a lot more work than what I actually achieved today.


I'm thinking of writing a personal diary by hand everyday, like a journal. Apparently it helps with the memory function which would then increase my ability of memorising things for my special study technique - procrastination. or not... I really cannot be bothered. I've written a heck of a lot of journals/diaries before. I think I started 5 different ones so far for sure. After a few months, they were never to be seen again, or I just stopped writing in them.
The most recent one I wrote was during high school. I giggled reading through the entries. A few consisted of the typical 'girl' entries: "so theres this boy... blah blah.... he seems interesting blah blah......ITHINKIREALLYLIKEHIMANDHEISSODAMNAWESOMEANDICANTSEEMTOWRITETHISINTOASENTENCEINCASEISOUNDLIKEASUPERFREAKSOIMJUSTNOTGOINGTOMENTIONTHISATALL" which is what I was probably thinking as I wrote those instead of writing in plain words like that.


I think I could pass as a person with ADD or ADHD during these times of the month. I can't concentrate, seem to want to talk like a never ending nut, can't keep still and just want to run around and scream or something. I am a bit weird like that from time to time. 


I am failing a few subjects at uni. Well, failed a few assessments anyway. Whoever made second year so damn hard in retrospect to first year should go back to his/her naughty corner and rethink about the difficulty of this course. It's killing my social life, and I feel that the only friends I ever see now are my super nerds who study so much and have traded their social lives for good marks of 75+ to have the hope in getting into medicine. THESE PEOPLE ARE INSANE! HOW DO THEY DO IT? i dont even have a hobby anymore because I have no time for it, not that i actually remember having one hehe. 
I wish I lived on campus and did a less demanding course, or went to high school in my area. My friends live too far away to just drop by and say hello for 5 minutes. I really miss being able to do that with yongmin.


This is probably going to be the last long pointless blog I will write before my final exams finish. 


PS: new house is looking good. bricks have all been laid. The structure of the roof has been mounted with wood planks, ready for the tiles and whatever else needs to fill up the roof. Due to some builder's accidental misconception of the drawing, my room now has a bigger balcony and supposedly I have the best room. weeeeeee.


'Wee' reminds me of the time I went to the beach with Andy, Leanne, Jasmine, Ryan and Alan and everytime a wave came, Jas would say "wee". EVERY SINGLE WAVE. LOL. such fun times.