sleepyful
The last couple of days have been rather good, but rather tiring. I've been ill since saturday with my IBS, and it was showing no let up yesterday, even though i had to go out that night.
I decided to go for a swim during the day (trying to achieve a personal goal of toning up arms and boobs) and i felt pretty ok - pretty ok meaning generally sleep and food deprived; the average for a student.
Feeling quite good about this personal effort of calisthenics, i got changed, showered and started energetically swimming up and down the rather small length of the pool. After about half an hour, i started feeling a tad faint and generally quite dead (i am rather fit) so i had to get out.
That evening i felt quiiite crappy and rather regretted my bout of fitness, so i sorted it out with a lovely hot bath.
The evening turned out to be pretty good! my tummy behaved and i was able to have a few drinkies :)
Myself and Samuel headed to Fire where we met all the people we haven't seen in way too long. It was so good to see everyone again and have a bit of a frolic.
Fire was shoddy as always, with the same loop of tracks that has been played there for the last 2 years, as well as the fantastic death trap of a dancefloor complete with shards of broken bottles, just incase you fall over ;)
At one point, i curiously sunk into the floor near the bar. Damn gloopy carpets.
None the less, it's a rendezvous for us uni goers, and i guess thats what it will always be.
When myself and sam got back to my house, we realised that i was rather more inebriated than initially thought. I spilt sugar everywhere and kept trying to beat up Samuel. I even forgot how to get into my front door. whoops.
Unfortunately even after being a tad drunk, i didnt sleep as i was worried about my sister who had been taken to hospital that night.
Apparently she's quite sick and they don't quite know what's wrong with her yet. They've done a biopsy and are now waiting for the results, so we're all pretty tense right now.
Luckily i have an awesome boyfriend and friends that have kept my chin up and made sure i was ok, and i am grateful for this.
I can't wait for my sister to get out of hospital, i'm sure she's gonna be fine.
I decided to go for a swim during the day (trying to achieve a personal goal of toning up arms and boobs) and i felt pretty ok - pretty ok meaning generally sleep and food deprived; the average for a student.
Feeling quite good about this personal effort of calisthenics, i got changed, showered and started energetically swimming up and down the rather small length of the pool. After about half an hour, i started feeling a tad faint and generally quite dead (i am rather fit) so i had to get out.
That evening i felt quiiite crappy and rather regretted my bout of fitness, so i sorted it out with a lovely hot bath.
The evening turned out to be pretty good! my tummy behaved and i was able to have a few drinkies :)
Myself and Samuel headed to Fire where we met all the people we haven't seen in way too long. It was so good to see everyone again and have a bit of a frolic.
Fire was shoddy as always, with the same loop of tracks that has been played there for the last 2 years, as well as the fantastic death trap of a dancefloor complete with shards of broken bottles, just incase you fall over ;)
At one point, i curiously sunk into the floor near the bar. Damn gloopy carpets.
None the less, it's a rendezvous for us uni goers, and i guess thats what it will always be.
When myself and sam got back to my house, we realised that i was rather more inebriated than initially thought. I spilt sugar everywhere and kept trying to beat up Samuel. I even forgot how to get into my front door. whoops.
Unfortunately even after being a tad drunk, i didnt sleep as i was worried about my sister who had been taken to hospital that night.
Apparently she's quite sick and they don't quite know what's wrong with her yet. They've done a biopsy and are now waiting for the results, so we're all pretty tense right now.
Luckily i have an awesome boyfriend and friends that have kept my chin up and made sure i was ok, and i am grateful for this.
I can't wait for my sister to get out of hospital, i'm sure she's gonna be fine.