this week's finished pens^.
so the days are really whirring by..
i've sunk far enough into the monotony to not feel (consciously) panicked (yet), but the sense of pressure is building, sorta like how the pressure in your ear starts to hurt the higher you rise in a jetplane. had a silent freak-out session last night just thinking about the amount of work due this week. especially geog, which btw i can never finish.
but enough. my hand's going to drop off soon and i can't even brush my teeth without having to pause in between, so i shall stop rambling. actually i'm supposed to be taking painkillers every day now, but i think that's a terrible idea because i might grow up to be a pill addict. or something.
ok yeah i'm not making sense anymore (this is becoming a habit btw)..
and i still want to play bball... miss it every time i hear the distant sounds of a bouncing ball. though of course throwing a ball is, like, the worst idea i have at this point in time.
i've somehow lost 1.5kg..how is this possible man.
this is like the lowest weight mass i've been in the last 4 years. amazing; i eat bread or rice or noodles 3 meals a day (with junk food interspersed) and somehow all the carbohydrates vanish. poof!
my (completely baseless) theory is that they all go to the tendons/muscles in my right arm and are burned off as i write, hahaha. (please don't like go on some writing spree because you think it's like a diet alternative or whatever, that would be quite ridiculous (and quite sad)).Labels: opi, oth
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