Last night I had an absolutely ghastly nightmare. I was in high school, and this creepy boy wanted me to sit next to him in philosophy class. The actual high school looked like my old junior high school building, which has been demolished by now ( Read more... )

I had a dream where I studied in a vocational school. In another dream, I watched shooting stars, but they were actually fireworks ( Read more... )

Last night I had mostly pleasant dreams ( Read more... )

It seems like I have been completely cured of the evening anxiety. I used to have it every single evening about at bed time, but now I don’t have it anymore.
I still have the flu, though.

I stayed awake during the night between Wednesday and Thursday, watching the YouTube walkthrough video of Crash Bandicoot 2: Cortex Strikes Back. After that, I ( Read more... )

☮️ I have fallen behind on updating my LiveJournal blog, and also writing my real- life paper diary ( Read more... )

I had a sleepover at my friend Eleclya's home, or actually at her adoptive mother's house; she was dog- sitting Hipsu ( Read more... )

I spent the entire yesterday sleeping, even if I had made plans; I was supposed to do the rest of the housework, that is, hoover the floor, take out the recycling, and tidy up the bathroom, and also book an appointment with my usual hairdresser, and go visit NiceHearts ( Read more... )

I didn't sleep much last night. Perhaps I should lay off the coffee (or at least switch to decaf) and stop surfing on the Internet on my smartphone, they keep me awake ( Read more... )

Last night, before going to bed, I ate a full container of chocolate ice cream. Right after finishing my night- time frozen treat, I felt so depressed that I felt like bawling my lungs out.
I don’t know why, but every time I eat a low- nutritional treats in the evenings, I feel miserable. I guess it’s when I crash from a sugar rush, just like when ( Read more... )

Last night when I went to bed, I felt strange cramps in my underbelly. I knew I should have emptied my MoonCup, but I didn’t feel like getting up because my bed felt so nice. I hoped I wouldn’t get toxic shock syndrome simply because I didn’t feel like getting up from my bed ( Read more... )