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I'm tired of thinking. I mean, seriously, I spend half of my fucking time thinking and worrying. Counting, and thinking some more.

Sigh. And no, it's not thinking about anything particularly deep. Just about the problems I have. And it's absolute crap, to think and worry about them so much.

I want to write more, but I'm worried that it'll just devolve into pointless angst. Maybe it's time for me to grow a fucking backbone and just deal with it.

Sigh. It's been 7 weeks since the holidays started, and what the fuck have I achieved? Nothing. Not a single fucking thing. All I've done is laze around or go out. Diu. Not exactly my choice way of spending the holidays.

Sigh. I don't know whether I should be looking forward to uni, or dreading it. Hope it'll be a fresh start, for me to jumpstart things. It's getting pretty messy right nw.