I'm going nuts trying to keep focused on my Physics papers. I've spent 2 entire days on Physics, and am no where near clearing even half of my homework.
And I'm eating nutella like nobody's business (no more Mr Dan to tell me how fattening it is).

So much for wondering why I'm morphing into a giant beach ball.

The parents want me to stop ballet, when I've barely started again for 2 weeks.
What fantastic news, I'm so enthusiastically sinking into the mundanity of mugging everyday with no form of reprieve.

Sorry, I'm in one of those unsalvagable melancholic moments.