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I've been falling asleep in whatever I am doing and there is no one to stop me. I fight it off with cups of coffee but that's not even helping that much. 9-hour night sleeps + 2-hour naps pretty much describe my regular days. My sleep is never dreamless and I am really disappointed about that. I love dreamless sleep more than anything.
I pulled a muscle around my neck area during capoeira today. I rubbed some heat ointment on it and placed a hot towel on it for some time. There's a weird looking bump now where I think I pulled a muscle, and I am weary about it. It looks disgusting and I wonder if I should get it checked. I can't look to my right without feeling a subtle jolt of pain on my neck. It's not comforting. I am freaking out, actually.
I have been watchimg many movies and tv shows. If you were considering to see the Departed, consider this: it's rated 8.6 on IMDB. It was good. Worth the $11 that I had to pay. Damn New York City for jacking up prices.
I saw a dance performance at Soho on Thursday. It was the Yaa Samar! company, which is directed by my friend's cousin. It was impressive and immaculate. Apparently there was a NY Times reporter there writing up a review. I hope she only had good things to say about it. Her words can either make or break my friend's cousin's career.
It started getting chilly here. Like below 50 degrees. I am so ready for winter even if it's going to be deathly cold. I bought boots. I have hats and scarves, but not gloves. I'll get a pair soon.
I feel so vulnerable lately. If anyone flicks me, I am sure to fall over in no time. I can't even think of the past without wanting to go back. I keep thinking, "Wow but I felt so strong just 3 months ago," and immediately after that I wish to be the way I was 3 months ago. But time changes and life will never be the same. It just keeps going and going and going and going.
"Stay afloat in the river of life," my dad says.
My mind is full of thoughts that never shut up. I want to have a dreamless sleep soon. I love that more than anything.
I pulled a muscle around my neck area during capoeira today. I rubbed some heat ointment on it and placed a hot towel on it for some time. There's a weird looking bump now where I think I pulled a muscle, and I am weary about it. It looks disgusting and I wonder if I should get it checked. I can't look to my right without feeling a subtle jolt of pain on my neck. It's not comforting. I am freaking out, actually.
I have been watchimg many movies and tv shows. If you were considering to see the Departed, consider this: it's rated 8.6 on IMDB. It was good. Worth the $11 that I had to pay. Damn New York City for jacking up prices.
I saw a dance performance at Soho on Thursday. It was the Yaa Samar! company, which is directed by my friend's cousin. It was impressive and immaculate. Apparently there was a NY Times reporter there writing up a review. I hope she only had good things to say about it. Her words can either make or break my friend's cousin's career.
It started getting chilly here. Like below 50 degrees. I am so ready for winter even if it's going to be deathly cold. I bought boots. I have hats and scarves, but not gloves. I'll get a pair soon.
I feel so vulnerable lately. If anyone flicks me, I am sure to fall over in no time. I can't even think of the past without wanting to go back. I keep thinking, "Wow but I felt so strong just 3 months ago," and immediately after that I wish to be the way I was 3 months ago. But time changes and life will never be the same. It just keeps going and going and going and going.
"Stay afloat in the river of life," my dad says.
My mind is full of thoughts that never shut up. I want to have a dreamless sleep soon. I love that more than anything.