Sick & Tired

I am suffering from Exhaustion.
Sheer. Exhaustion.

It's amazing how doing absolutely nothing productive makes you feel so drained.
I feel inadequate, as a university student.

So many things to do, so little time.

I need to get on the right track.
What am I doing?

Right track, look further.

I am talking in fragments. I keep saying I.
Why is that?

The world revolves around me. Hah.

I miss listening to Taking Back Sunday and Dashboard Confessionals.
I need songs to make me feel alright.
I am moody now.
Fuck, my thoughts are fragmented shitzxz.

Moody & Angsty without a reason. Maybe there is a reason, the reason is uncertainty, why am I always so unsure of everything.
I think I need television. But no, I do not enjoy television in Hall.

I need movies. But no, there is no Picturehouse at Jurong Point.

This place is so isolated from the rest of the world. I have so many errands to run in the outside world. I feel, stupid.

I stumbled through the doorway
And I fell out of my skin