You know, it's that feeling that you're really inadequate. Facing the world is a chore, like walking out to the streets is just.. scary for me cos I seem to be surrounded by people who are a ton smarter than I am. People who are more cognitive, more astute, more deserving of a place at this prestigious university.

And I'm thinking of changing from English/Politics to English/History. I just emailed the person in charge of the Eng/Hist course to see if it's too late. If it isn't, the next thing I have to do is call MSC to ask for permission to change my course. The chances are slim, but as long as there's still hope, I'm not giving up. Politics is a SCIENCE. It's dull, dry and nothing happens. In history, stuff goes on, it's dynamic, it's open to interpretation. Politics is just blah to me. Nothing seems to make sense. I suppose it'll get better the next term, but then again I know I won't be doing what I like. Doing something for relevance's sake isn't gonna make me happy and comfortable.

Why must all the shitty things happen at once. This morning when I was all geared up for work, my internet was down. And when Sam, Debs and I managed to get through to Computing Services, the fire alarm went off! So the conversation happened like this:

Sam: Hi I'm calling from St Lawrence court House J, our internet's down. Yep. AH FUCK FIRE ALARM cheers mate.

Oh and I wasn't wearing a coat so I dashed out in the cold wearing only a sleeveless tank. RAAAAARRRGGHH.