Thought process right now: My procrastination can be rationalised by pointing out the evidence that studying so hard for how many days didn't even get me the scores I wanted in the first sem. Now, having recently accomplished the highest score in a chemistry first exam after only two days of studying, I should invariably conclude that excess studying beforehand will only leave me stressed and I should only have intense short bouts of studying a few days before an exam. Who cares about this information anyway? It's not like I'm going to become a doctor. Current mood: too tired to do anything productive. This whole weekend was a complete waste. I don't even care about doing shit anymore. (is this what being burnt out feels like?) if so, then I am. I can't do this anymore. I'm still in the middle of the semester and I just don't care about what I'm studying as of the moment. All the subjects are drivel to me. They don't excite me anymore. How did I ever survive high school? Why did I even care about getting high grades? I mean, maybe it was easier for me to stay motivated because I was around my family, but now even the most trivial chores wear me out. Like right now I can feel a slight fever coming and I can tell that I'll probably get a low score for tomorrow's quiz. Literally the only thing that's giving me a sliver of hope is the graduation picture where I'll be wearing the sablay and Filipiniana. I know it's shallow but what can I do?