Friday, February 17, 2006


Oh god, I'm telling you. I need serious help. I am so deprived of sleep and rest, I swear I won't be surprised if I suddenly pass off in the middle of the street and get my guts squeezed out by an old, junky truck.

Before, I used to have six hours of sleep and I'd be happy with that. But these past two weeks, ugh, trying to sleep is like trying to keep a slut's vagina dry. It's horrible 'coz I'd be really cranky and weak all day, and then hyper at night. I guess my body clock did a 180.

Anyway last week was the worst. I think it was Monday night, technically ultra early morning of Tuesday. I tried sleeping at around 1:30 AM. My body was ready for a it but it's like my brain was noy cooperating. Like my mind was out of my control. I kept on thinking about stuff I didn't wanna think about. I swear at that time I really was considering to see a specialist.

So there I was, in my bed, my room all dark and all, and I was still awake at 2:30 AM. AND I HAVE AN 8:30 AM CLASS THE NEXT DAY! It was not until about 3:30 AM that I was actually finally able to get some much needed sleep. I had four hours of sleep that night and the night before that, I had I think 5. It's killing me.

The next day I turned into a zombie.

I really need help. This insomniac is going to lose it anytime soon. I don't wanna wake up one morning and suddenly realize that I've been living in the pavement of the metro.

(On the hand, that'd be dirt-glam at its finest.)

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

I'm fucking dateless AGAIN

11:30 AM

Why do I even bother talking about this shit here? I don't know either.

Oh God. Today's V day. And while everybody else is busy thinking about their dates tonight, I'm here in this puny internet cafe with the lousy connection. I'm really trying hard not to think about, dates and love but I couldn't help it. A few hours ago I was talking to my fellow dateless friends about relationship stuff. Ugh, I hate it. I'm so good at talking about it but I suck at being at it OR getting one. Anyway, I'm planning to sleep the afternoon away. So loser-like right? Whatever, just hope I'll last this day without vomiting in public.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day- Just stab me already
Ugh. My head is throbbing because of lack of sleep ans rest. Anyway, I'm supposed to do this fucking school work that I have to pass two days from now, but to hell with it. It's just easy anyway. Do it later.

Yesterday was a fun day. I had some quality time with my family. (Awww) I was pig too. God, did I eat a lot or what?! I had fries, mushroom and cheese burger, lots of chocolates and other gastronomic killers.
Watched Emily Rose. It's not that scary but it's an OK movie. I love the part inside the church where she did this contortioning number leaning extremely back with her left arm stretched out. Quite funny.

This morning I woke up at like, dawn, to get to school early. But to no avail. Wasn't able to attend first class. Dammit. Don't think I'm a slacker. I completed my weekend assignments. Hah!

Today is one of those days that I want to get killed or something.---I'm just exaggerating of course. It's just that I'm not feeling well, there's a ton of school stuff that I have to deal with, and tomorrow is V day. Gawd, I just wanna puke upon the fact that the next day's the day of "lewv." Well, I can't help it. I don't have a freaking date. Might just sleep the day away during free time. I dunno. Just hope I'll survive tomorrow. And yes, I'm just bitter. Am I a loser? I don't think so. Just really bad in the Love department.