Numbuh 3.

(Oooh. 3rd entry. I wonder what Nikka will write...)
Of course, she won't write anything sensible.

So I'm here, "blogging" while my handouts are rotting. I must read them, or at least scan them. It's 4:29am and I'm still awake. I'm not done with my first handout, and I have, like 11 of them. Don't underestimate those, they contain words and topics which are way too out of my capacity to comprehend. Or maybe I really can understand those stuff. Maybe I'm just afraid that if I actually study my used-to-be-favorite-subject-and-maybe-still-is, I will discover my inner potential of being a living chem. legend. Oooh. How interesting. If only that were true.

Ok. Seriously, I have to get my hands off my laptop.
Discipline. Focus. Discipability.
Lezzgo!