Saturday, January 08, 2005

Wotcher, late night post just to usher in the New Year!
-Usher usher- Now- scram, beat it New Year, I’ve got Os to do.
Hah.
So yes, I haven’t finished most of Amos’ New Year’s Resolutions, haven’t found much time yet to do practically anything. I just want to die.
She wants an MSG of 1.0? I’ll get an MSG of 5.6
Whatever that means.
I think I’m going to have lots of mental breakdowns this year. Already I feel like crying every time Doreen Lau just glances at me or when Chen Lao Shi gives me this particularly hard look.
Man I’m like screwed and dead.
Okay I am like worried to tears now.
It’s only the first week and I’m crying already out of worry. Man I feel so evil coming online. I shouldn’t be online. I should be at my table, sneaking the radio and doing Chemistry like Yong Le and Vaness/Osama.
MS Word doesn’t register Osama. Odd. I thought it would.
Yes, so whatever, am going to the bed now and probably just cry into my pillow. I guess that’s how I handle stress.
It’s choking me.
Okay I guess it’s the long sleepless nights. My eyes are probably just tearing to tell me to get to bed. Or maybe this is an over-exertion just to get me to sleep.
Whatever.
I don’t really care nowadays.

Posted by norbert at 1/08/2005 01:13:00 AM