its kind of weird that im living less than 100 m away from wayne but we havent had a proper conversation since the holiday started. maybe its because we're in different groups and, when im free, hes gaming, and when hes free, im either giving out newspapers, at my internship, at kendo practice, or at home. sometimes i question the proximity.

well.

ok, so 3 hours short of sleeping a total day away, i am back to my chirpy self again, ready to die, to ache, to be tortured for my n commitments.

but i still cant believe i emo-ed and just F***ed everything and went home and slept.
missed breakfast [doesnt really count i guess, managed to gobble some cookies while on 151 back in a bid to cheer myself up from the increasingly-less-satisfying newspaper job] lunch AND dinner can you believe it. then i woke at 4am today, thinking to myself, what should i eat, then i looked at the kitchen table, and the stuff on top of it, which was entirely unappetizing, and fucked it and went back to sleep.

im still contemplating whether or not to go for sunday's training. it would all depend on how many 1/2 hour sleep days there are left this week, and how tired i 'll get after the hans art thing on friday/saturday. reading mike's blog, apparently they slept 3 hours only the day before the competition...



this is so whiney but i seriously miss my mom.
she has this incredible power of making me feel warm and snuggly inside.


when i woke up, SHE WAS GONE!
blistering barnacles!
dad had warned me earlier that they might be off to you-know-where for a holiday, but i didnt expect myself to sleep so much that i missed her totally! FRMPH!


SIGH.


well, 1 and 1/2 hours to training, rag, 1/2 hour of rest after bathing after rag, then giving out newspapers.

wow, its a brand new day and im feeling incredibly fantastic.