it is 9.52am on my clock. i have class at 11am. i wish i didn't have to go, but we're doing the legal opinion outline assessment. i'm really tired. i slept at 6am. i haven't been sleeping much and it shows. i have major eyebags. i have at least four cups of coffee a day. the drink stall auntie asks me 'having coffee again?' i am feeling so lazy, i'm actually thinking of taking a cab to school even though i'm not late. (i did that yesterday)

i want to go on holiday. i miss Orlando.

i'm whining, i know.

i don't care.

i've been eating alot lately. like extremely major fucking alot. help. this sounds stupid but i would go back to being in my depressed state, because i totally had no apetite then (and i lost weight too!). so maybe the return of my apetite, in full force too, is my body taking revenge. or maybe. it just means i'm happy now? perhaps i am. the days seem to go by faster with you in my life. and i'm glad i've got you in my life.

fuck. i just realised my thumbdrive is missing. fuckfuck.