(or what I do with my free time now that I’m not wasting time sleeping)
Work. School. Sleep (well not really, but I try). Writing essays like my life depends on it (which it kind of does because my parents would kill me if I didn’t graduate on time).
Such is the life.
I’m more angry than usual, probably because I can’t sleep – it seems as if I can’t calm down. Normally I can just block everything out and sleep just a bit but lately, no dice. I can sleep for a couple of hours but it’s only because I’m so tired as a result of not sleeping for a couple of days, and on those days I just end up crashing at 6 or something ridiculous.
I turns out I’m far more broken up over the dissolution of my pseudo-relationship with The Engineer than I thought I would be, but lo and behold that’s all I could think of when I woke up this morning (2 am, in case you were wondering). I need to figure things out, soon because I can’t kep going on like this…
On the plus side, I finally have ID again (my wallet was stolen a little while ago) so at least I can drink and smoke away the pain again.
Three cheers for unhealthy lifestyles!