Okay fine, I'm back, whatever. I'm sacrificing my sleep time for this so it's not that bad and because I have tuition tomorrow, and I'm actually sleeping earlier than usual, i'll still sacrificing sleep time. In fact if I ever post again it'll be using time I have to sleep. I and seriously feel the need to post something and just rant or I think I'll go crazy. A person can only take so much stress, okay? Besides the following are just some stuff I scribbled down quickly in point form today.
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Day 1 of Isolation - 13/10/07
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"After severing my ties with the internet I feel very melancholy and yet strangely mellow. It's the first time I took such extreme measures to lock up my computer in such a state and this method is similar to one on how to cut smoking. Make the object you desire very difficult, very troublesome to reach and you'll feel like not getting it at all."


"I got scared to death just now. My SMS tone is that of Windows XP starting up, and was mugging along when someone messaged me. For an instant I thought my computer started up itself while disconnected and batteryless in my cupboard and that scared the crap outta me."
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I mugged from say 9+ to 7, then 1 hours over at Shawn's house helping with GP. Total maybe 9 to 10 hours after deducting random crap. I'm going to spend most of my day (and maybe night) at Mac's tomorrow. I'm not mugging enough. I'll bring 2 Math 2 Chem and 2 Bio papers to practice. I'll try to finish all before I go home. Or something along those lines.


I lost my dATA BOOKLET. i CAN'T FIND IT. fIRST i LOSE THE SELF-PRINTED mATH FORMULA SHEET OH SCREW MY CAPS. I'm too tired to fix it now. Sorry. DAMMIT. Sigh. Very irritated and stressed right now. Because I HATE losing stuff. I seriously want my data booklet back and what makes it worse is that I know I used it a coupla days ago. If anyone has an extra booklet or something that's not yours please tell me. I HATE losing crap and I always just want it back or just know its location so I can get it back, even after the A's. Thinking about it just pisses me off. I'm going crazy here. I want my data booklet. And my sis friggin' turned off the com when I told her I wanted to use it before I went to bed. That made me snap. right after the data booklet thing. it's like the question that broke the student's back. Snap. I sat there just cursing violently for the next few minutes. I'm not in a very good mood now. Damn I hate this life.