I woke up a little late, I was feeling too exhausted. I need to stop sleeping later than 12 midnight. I checked out how I look in the mirror today, I am not at all happy. I am frustrated even. I have been working for around 5 months now, and all I have gained so far is a little bit of fat and maybe an ounce of muscle. This month has drained me, mentally and apparently physically too. I feel skinnier. It’s not about the way you look anymore, but what’s going on inside, and I am not at all happy with what’s the situation with me right now. I hate it here.

We are probably moving out. At this point, it doesn’t bother me because they keep changing their mind over anything. I need to get out of here as soon as possible, so that I can get some sense into myself, and get myself sorted out. I need to challenge myself more.

I made some progress with my projects today, but it isn’t enough. The whole day went away as if time took a sprint today. It worries me how I only have 8 days to get my affairs sorted out. The event at RaSoR took away most of my time, I wish the team was a little more active during times like these. Nobody seems to understand the importance of time.

May God help me.