Have you ever experienced that feeling when you're totally lethargic and restless? Knowing that you've got piles of work waiting for you, but yet not being able to move your feet from the muck you're lodged in. Art, History, Art History, Literature, Math. I haven't even started breaking them down into their components yet. The A Levels are drawing scarily near, and to say that I'm not prepared is a big fat understatement.

Help me. I'm fucking stressed out, and the worst thing is that I seem to portray a lackadaisical attitude that seems contrary to what I'm feeling inside, so people get the impression that I don't give a shit about the sorry state of my grades. But I do. Hell, it's really scaring the living daylights out of me.. the fact that exams are looming..

And it scares me more to think that everyone has their path mapped out. They're drafting testimonials, personal statements, applying to take SATs, attending university talks.. but me? I'm still suffering from post-canoe nationals withdrawal syndrome. Edinburgh, Parson's.. they just seem so unreachable. Looks like I have to stay in Singapore after all. But what course? It just seems so hazy, I don't really want to think about it. Gah.