So maybe, this is how it'll feel like when I grow old; unmotivated to do jackshit, unwilling to do something useful with my life, unable to foresee myself studying (in 2 month's time).
And it's been like that for 3 weeks.
How about isolating myself? Void of human contact might bring about peace and serenity. But you know that's impossible. Only because commitments exist.
And please don't ask me what's wrong. You know I don't like that. If I wanted you to know, you will eventually find out.