Well anonymous internet people, it's been one of those weeks.

One of those where in the beginning a poor schmuck can only think: "Well, gee if I can somehow just survive this one week..."

And as time passes...During the that same week, one can only think: "Huh, if this keeps up...I'm probably going to work myself into an early grave.."

But..you keep going because you know, that at the end of the week, is the weekend. And if you can just survive through the purgatory that is a Friday, you're home free!

For me, it's been one of those weeks, stuck in a savage battle for survival.

And for me, having finally reached the end of the ordeal, only one thought comes to mind: "How the hell did I just survive that shit?"

The next line of thought is then most assuredly "Oh god...Next week...How the heck am I going to pull THAT off?"

It's probably better that I don't think any farther than that, or I may just stress enough to shave off even more of my precious life.

So on some obscure day, a couple of weeks ago... I came down with the flu. And then miraculously, within that day I somehow made an amazing recovery.

Well, I got better...But unfortunately, I never fully recovered. Also, unfortunate is the fact that me just getting ill with the flu for one day, was enough to totally screw over my sleeping schedule. Combine that with the fact that J.D now has earlier classes...

You could say I haven't been able to sleep much at all. If I'm lucky, I might get 4 hours...But usually, I only get 2.Then add fuck'n chinese to the equation.

Over the passing weeks and months Chinese has been getting harder and harder. And up until last week, I thought the class couldn't get anymore time consuming or difficult. Well, I shouldn't be suprised with my luck, but everything just decided to take a massive leap this week.

Being at school from 11 am in the morning to 9pm in evening as you can imagine, isn't the greatest day for a normally...NOCTURNAL person. So for the past two weeks I've been trying to switch back to a normal schedule to minimize my suffering.

It's tough however, because when you're trying to retrain a sleep schdule...It's all about the discipline. The rule is...you can only sleep once and at the proper bedtime.

Only probem is that the one time I do sleep...I can only do so for about  2-4 hours. I fell asleep for 2 seconds at a stop light earlier this week. Not good.

But in spite of all this, somehow...I've made it. Fighting through all the homework, illness, migraines, fatigue, and chronic sleep loss...I've finally arrived at the week's end. Salvation!

You can also blame my lack of recent writing on all of the above...I just haven't had a whole lot of time to write.

And now I'm going to try and enjoy my weekend without bothering to think about what I'll have to endure next week.

 

Nevermind the fact that frikk'n "Ash" has taken upon itself into demanding everyone he knows into seeing the god damn school musical. We already graduated from that frikk'n school, a year ago.

 

I was going to go see the thing anyways...But for some reason, just the sheer egotism of person thinking his "approval" alone is enough to get people to see the show. I'm all for supporting my old school, but damn it.. this is just vexing.

 

Why if I wasn't so into not hurting his massively fragile little ego...I would choose to not go, out of sheer spite. Unfortunately, he seems to have the strange idea that I'm his friend...Errr "Best" friend. Ah damn it!

 

But I was gonna go anyways right?

 

Oh shi--Was that the phone?
 

*An hour later"

 

Oh, it was the ex...Apparently she misses her boyfriend and because of that... Decides to call me.

...

 

Ugh, I must be too nice.

But alas, there is no rest for the nice-guy!
 

Damn it, hurry the hell up and come winter break.