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it has been 12 hours since my last post. i'm trying to restrict myself as my boredom would start to take over and you'd be seeing posts from me every 5 minutes. and nobody really cares nor wants that.
my productivity level for today is about -1. it would be lower if i didn't just teach myself how to play dust in the wind and an itsy bitsy part of one great city!.
i think i'm finally crashing. i've been on an awake high for the past 3 days and my sleep level has been low. veeeery low.
and it didn't help that i went to bed lonely last night. and woke up even more so this morning. my house is too quiet.
and i've been wearing the same pants and shirt for over 24 hours now.
OK: picture this: you walk into a cosy, dark coffee shop. By accident the coffeeshop's name is tregs (hmmm...coincidence?). And then you see a notebook sitting on a table. And on it it says OPEN THIS KATHRYN HUBERT, IT IS FOR YOU. So you do. And inside are millions upon millions of notes such as this:
We love you and heart you forever simply because you know how to be great. A great friend with a great heart and GREAT style. And we will forever hold your greatness in our hearts. Just wanted to say : love you.
And there's millions and millions of entries from all the people in the world who think you are fantabulous (yes there are many of us)...just reminding you that you are special.
So even when you don't think that anyone cares, just remember that just because you dont have that notebook...it doesn't mean that people still don't write things in their heads!
that there, ladies and gentlemen, is the single greatest comment i have ever recieved. thank you annonymous sender. ♥ everyone needs to be showered with unsolicited love once in a while.
i think its finally time for bed...
aaaaand tomorrow, i'm escaping this house. even if it means taking the bus to Osborne and spending my day sitting in Dregs.
one more week of vacation...make it a good one!
my productivity level for today is about -1. it would be lower if i didn't just teach myself how to play dust in the wind and an itsy bitsy part of one great city!.
i think i'm finally crashing. i've been on an awake high for the past 3 days and my sleep level has been low. veeeery low.
and it didn't help that i went to bed lonely last night. and woke up even more so this morning. my house is too quiet.
and i've been wearing the same pants and shirt for over 24 hours now.
OK: picture this: you walk into a cosy, dark coffee shop. By accident the coffeeshop's name is tregs (hmmm...coincidence?). And then you see a notebook sitting on a table. And on it it says OPEN THIS KATHRYN HUBERT, IT IS FOR YOU. So you do. And inside are millions upon millions of notes such as this:
We love you and heart you forever simply because you know how to be great. A great friend with a great heart and GREAT style. And we will forever hold your greatness in our hearts. Just wanted to say : love you.
And there's millions and millions of entries from all the people in the world who think you are fantabulous (yes there are many of us)...just reminding you that you are special.
So even when you don't think that anyone cares, just remember that just because you dont have that notebook...it doesn't mean that people still don't write things in their heads!
that there, ladies and gentlemen, is the single greatest comment i have ever recieved. thank you annonymous sender. ♥ everyone needs to be showered with unsolicited love once in a while.
i think its finally time for bed...
aaaaand tomorrow, i'm escaping this house. even if it means taking the bus to Osborne and spending my day sitting in Dregs.
one more week of vacation...make it a good one!