"..I wanna be under the comforter,
safe, snug, warm, and blissfully asleep.."
safe, snug, warm, and blissfully asleep.."
Dear lonely isle,
Lord, I'm tired.
Oh fuck....
Maths homework.
love, joyce.
Ps: HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIP VOON!!!!!
Lord, I'm tired.
- Fell asleep last night doing biology notes (note: do not listen to Sarah McLachlan, Jewel and Josh Groban when studying.).
- Ended up napping at 10 pm.
- Woke up at 10.45 pm. (absolutely ruined my night. Note: when falling asleep at night, do not wake up till next morning.).
- Went downstairs for supper. Milo finished, so opened a new tin.
- Big, heavy, full Milo tin slipped off my fingers as I was replacing it on the shelf.
- Bloody tin banged my shoulder on the way down.
- Thank god the tiles didn't crack, but tin was dented (take that! You stoopid tin!)
- Continued notes until 2.00 am.
- Couldn't sleep, so messaged Yu Kit. Fell asleep at 3.45 am (Note: no naps before sleeping.).
- Today almost died in class.
- Tried pinching myself to stay awake, but fell asleep still pinching myself (do not underestimate the power of the human will to sleep).
- Got up for tuition at 4.40 pm. Ann Gee came at 4.45 pm. (talk about timing.)
- Wanted to pig out on Christine's jam, but couldn't (fuck fuck fuck).
- Consequences : Super lethargic during tuition, brain working on minimal capacity, could only register words (I was having math tuition) and people who spoke loudly (Ben).
- Note: make sure jam is always in possesion for emergencies (like school).
Oh fuck....
Maths homework.
love, joyce.
Ps: HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIP VOON!!!!!
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