Don't know why I suddenly feel like blogging today. Haven't written much in ages... yet so much has happened during this time. The constant paper chase, which I seem to fail so badly at, all those false pretenses and fake smiles, and all the fleeting yet meaningful moments when I feel that I am actually helping people.

I sometimes wonder why I do things. I'm too impulsive, too visceral for my liking. Should use my brain more often.

I'm starting to feel more and more jaded, more and more tired of everything that's going on. No one and nothing really excites me anymore. Is it really that hard to find someone I can really talk to? Guess that's the problem with introverts. Our social circles are too small that the chances of finding even someone to connect on a slightly deeper level is so damn low.

SATs 1 again tomorrow. Let's hope that I don't screw up yet another thing.