I am so absolutely freaking bored that I just want to scream and tear down the walls of my room.

I'm sick of studying. Although I haven't exactly done that much of studying that would justify my saying this.. But yeah, I'm just plain downright sick and tired of it all. Thankfully there's only three more days of exams to endure.

Feel bad complaining about studies and exams, though. Because this is nothing compared to what my friends back in Singapore are going through right now, with their prelims and preparations for the A's.. But I guess everyone has a right to complain, right? Just not too much I guess. Somehow I think my tolerance for studies has lessened since starting school over here. Its probably because the stress level over here isn't as much as what Singapore's education system gives. Which is bad, if you ask me, because I survive under stress. If everything's too senang I'll be senang as well and totally slack my life away.

I wonder why I'm just so damn inclined to procrastinate and not do what I'm supposed to do, especially when it come to studying. I never thought that I have a short attention span, but ever since I came here and tried to study, I found that my mind keeps drifting to something else and I find myself doing something other than studying. Never was like this back home in Singapore.

Somehow, for some reason, I've been feeling really really blah lately. Mostly due to the fact that I have exams and that I've been studying (or at least trying to). But partly I think its also because my life has been so monotonous for the past few weeks. I haven't been to Rydges in ages, because I want to concentrate at home. And I haven't been to home group nor church either. I'm getting that weird feeling that my world over here in Melbourne is really small - its like limited to my dorm, my school, the main campus, Rydges and maybe Melbourne Central or Northland. Which really isn't much, because I dare not explore further. Feels like I'm living in a little bubble over here, and its starting to get suffocating and taxing to go through the motion over and over again.

Living abroad is starting to take its toll on me, I think. I find myself pining for all things Singapore and home more often lately. I think its because Lingchi has been telling me about her plans to fly back to Malaysia and that her packing has already started. And so I feel even more ughh because I have a whole month after she leaves. But then again, I shouldn't really be complaining because she's been here months before I came, so she should rightfully go home earlier. But sigh, can't help thinking about home and missing everyone.

Be strong, Rach! Life's a bitch, but I'm the Ultimate Bitch so.. I should own it, right?

What a weird analogy.

Is $51 for a month's unlimited access to the gym and pool worth it? I wonder.