2003-06-15 - 2:18 p.m.
I have very nothing to say, being mindless from sleep has been replaced with being mindless from a cold, go my body's lack of immune system.
Not having sleep was tiring. Being sick is tiring. By the time I'm not sick I will be busy failing exams and I don't think it's unfounded to suspect that that too will be, I don't know, tiring.
It feels as if someone has been stealing parts of my brain while I'm asleep and just shoving bits of cotton wool into my head just so I won't suspect anything. Well, I'm onto you buddy, that's for sure.
My house has become a storage dump for my brother, with three desks a table an old crappy computer one cabinet thingy a filing cabinet four boxes already clogging up my space. And part of their kitchen yet to come apparently.
I need to be gearing up to study and start my (tuesday-due) ling assignment, but brain is not functioning and all I'm thinking about currently is baking and wishing it was a weekday so I could enjoy the obligatory soap opera viewing while in a sick stupor type thing.
Rah rah rah... what's left of brain has disconnected, I am afraid I have to stare aimlessly into space now.
Oh yeah, I'm fine, a complete non-wreck is me...
Not having sleep was tiring. Being sick is tiring. By the time I'm not sick I will be busy failing exams and I don't think it's unfounded to suspect that that too will be, I don't know, tiring.
It feels as if someone has been stealing parts of my brain while I'm asleep and just shoving bits of cotton wool into my head just so I won't suspect anything. Well, I'm onto you buddy, that's for sure.
My house has become a storage dump for my brother, with three desks a table an old crappy computer one cabinet thingy a filing cabinet four boxes already clogging up my space. And part of their kitchen yet to come apparently.
I need to be gearing up to study and start my (tuesday-due) ling assignment, but brain is not functioning and all I'm thinking about currently is baking and wishing it was a weekday so I could enjoy the obligatory soap opera viewing while in a sick stupor type thing.
Rah rah rah... what's left of brain has disconnected, I am afraid I have to stare aimlessly into space now.
Oh yeah, I'm fine, a complete non-wreck is me...