I am needing an avenue to rant, again. And just before i start the night with IT cause there's a quiz tomorrow and i'm barely halfway through. Have been secretly counting down to the end of this semester, which is in... 23 days. Seriously. Can't. Wait.

I've never really talked about this to anyone before because it's just gonna make me look foolish. Through this semester, i've been seriously wondering if this is the right course for me. I mean, i don't hate whatever i'm doing, but i don't love it either. And this is probably the result of what's happening to me - back to my sloppy days. Unmotivated, perpetually sleepy and lazy. Putting all the struggles in aptitude wise aside, i really don't know and can't foresee myself getting good grades yet still coming out in one piece at the end of Year3. Too many disappointments thus far.. My brother thinks i'm still young and 'mentally weak'. Maybe he's right. I need to fail more times to learn. After all, i chose this route myself and i remember how i strongly believed that i will not regret this. One day even if i do, 'Everything happens for a reason'.