I feel ... hopeless. Feel like something's wrong, but I just can't pinpoint what exactly. I think I might be unravelling (which is why I was always so anal and obsessive-compulsive about discipline in the first place - but notice the past-tense).

Yesterday was a little better: Bought 2 palmiers from Le Moulin (only NZD 1.80 each; the one I bought from the City Market sold by The French Baker cost nearly twice of that!), and my rich beef casserole turned out wonderful.

Will walk up to the school library to drop off a book and maybe buy my books for ENGL 406. Had just checked out VicBooks' online shop and found out the set texts will set me back NZD 197.95 - and that's just for 2 books and course notes.

Hur-bloody-rah.