..well maybe the landslide will bring it down...
I'm trying to un-fuck my body clock, so after this entry I'm going to go to bed and pray for sleep. Funnily enough I'm hoping that the result of this will wake me up for the next week, as I need to be getting on with things.
This morning I went to bed at 10am. I got home around 1am (having gone to see the Golden Compass with Chingo and then gone for drinks and making out) and started reading fanfic and downloading a film, had dinner etc...
Around 4-5am I had a deep conversation with Tripod. You can't really get anything deep out of her until then, or if she's drunk. It must be something to have created a whole new personality for uni, to be able to not be judged for anything you've ever done in the past. She doesn't say anything about things she used to do, the inane things anyway. Like jumping up and down on her friend's bed singing spice girls. She admitted that one this morning.
Around 7 I started watching the film I had loaded, and then, being wide awake, I decided to go to bed. Got up at bloody 515 in the evening. So I wasted my day and I'd rather not do it tomorrow too.
Watched my much-looked-forward-to episode of Private Practice and am now disappointed that I won't get to see any more for a while.
I owe my friend a letter before I go back. So I should write that in the next couple of days.
I'm very cold so I'm going to bed having not said any of the things I actually came on here to say. But while I can think at my normal level of depth, I find I don't have the energy to shape them into written words.
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This morning I went to bed at 10am. I got home around 1am (having gone to see the Golden Compass with Chingo and then gone for drinks and making out) and started reading fanfic and downloading a film, had dinner etc...
Around 4-5am I had a deep conversation with Tripod. You can't really get anything deep out of her until then, or if she's drunk. It must be something to have created a whole new personality for uni, to be able to not be judged for anything you've ever done in the past. She doesn't say anything about things she used to do, the inane things anyway. Like jumping up and down on her friend's bed singing spice girls. She admitted that one this morning.
Around 7 I started watching the film I had loaded, and then, being wide awake, I decided to go to bed. Got up at bloody 515 in the evening. So I wasted my day and I'd rather not do it tomorrow too.
Watched my much-looked-forward-to episode of Private Practice and am now disappointed that I won't get to see any more for a while.
I owe my friend a letter before I go back. So I should write that in the next couple of days.
I'm very cold so I'm going to bed having not said any of the things I actually came on here to say. But while I can think at my normal level of depth, I find I don't have the energy to shape them into written words.
)0(