Heigh-ho.

It's off to work we go.

Maybe I haven't settled into the full swing of things but 5.25pm days are draining me. Nowadays, I feel life is just carrying me along, and I'm just in for a ride. But boy, what a ride. I don't feel in control, on top of things. The problem with this, I'm beginning to fear, is that I don't know which way the wind blows and I won't be mentally prepared when a kink appears in the rollercoaster tracks.

I'm either psychic or emotionally unstable. (See: feeling of uncertainty and unsettled-ness before war rages in some sphere of my life, mainly _____)

Oh, the writing seminar yesterday was quite crappy, for the absence of a care to find a better word. I shall post some interesting material and insights... when I decide get around to it. I don't envision myself in a career that fully devotes itself to writing. I think it's the pain of overcoming the occasional but very inert writer's block.

Never again, shall I dread the long stretches of time in the holidays. What was I thinking?! It's partially the restriction of time that makes you value time more and use your free time more productively, I suppose.

Meanwhile, I should start treading the path to... java-addiction.

Passion for the environment, rekindle and galvanize effective change in the school! (I'm addressing passion as a thing here). Yes, even environmentalists get weary and they backslide too. (plastic usage, how could I have sucuumbed to you?)

Road trips of sleeping do little to cover up for your lack of future sleep. I wish we could all fill canisters with 'Sleep'- this amorphous dream-like concoction of air molecules and bring them around like oxygen tanks. We will press a button after History (Southeast Asian) lecture and be instantly rejuvenated.

This was the moment of the week:
Me: I feel hydrochloric acid in my stomach. (We just ran 3.3km)
Mel: Buy something to neutralize it like something that contains salt- sodium chloride is alkaline.. right?
Me: It's a salt, it's neutral right?
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"WHO CARES! We are ARTS students."
-here is where we burst out laughing and couldn't wipe the silly grins of our faces-
If there's nothing else to look forward to, there's this one. I'm doing subjects I like. I won't give up KI. I sincerely hope I won't be humming a different tune when my results are released but right now, I look forward to KI lessons more than anything else.

Debate sessions may be draining, especially after a hard day. Maybe I will regret it in the future, I don't know. I'm giving it a shot and I have rediscovered something- a comfort in the environment. These people are people I like hanging out with, sharing trivial facts and cracking wacky jokes. I don't need to put on a facade. It's pleasant and hopefully, it's something that will see me through.

Sunday services sometimes feel so routine to me. But today, I realized the importance of them. I need to orientate my will to carry what I learn, what I feel to the week ahead, to be who He wants me to be. I have this sense that the issues that I'm struggling with, need to be dealt with now. I need to surrender myself to be moulded during these years of growing pains. To infinity and beyond (: