News: Alcohol Ban

■ Australia to ban alcohol for Aborigines

Um, wow. Racism much?

Untitled.

I'm beginning to think that rearranging the bookcases is more like a pastime than a necessity for a neater room.

But it's not like it's fun or anything. Not at all.

Really.

Their hands are beating against the window, slime oozing through the screen...but I really don't care right now. I have a lot of overdue packing to be done. Well, I am a little afraid of the screen breaking, but they can only do so much damage, right? This is the second floor, after all.

What is Greed?

Greed is wishing for .1% more for an A+ not six hours after walking out of a test hoping for an A, although it makes no difference in terms of GPA.

Ningen wa...OMOSHIROI.

Knu-ut~ knu-ut~

News: entagon Confirms It Sought To Build A 'Gay Bomb'

■ CBS5: Pentagon Confirms It Sought To Build A 'Gay Bomb'

...WTF. (speechless)

So, yeah, the conclusion is that I fucking hate my inability to filter out sounds. Congratulations, PcBY, you are just that fucking alert at the most inopportune of times.

Oh, and what I said about sleeping better last night? Didn't happen. Woke up at least once during the night, around 0630, and more than I can count after 7 until I got out of bed at 9.

Fucking brain.

Badminton

For the first time, the "themed nights" at the DC is bad. Well, maybe not as bad as it can get, just not as good as the other themed nights. I was especially disappointed in the supersalty!salmon-tomatoes thing and the slightly un-fresh!Mahi Mahi. I got the last bubble bottle though, yay.

Afterwards I went to play badminton with Thomas & Garris. Well, I pretty much only played with Garris, since we're too n00b to play with the ex-badminton team member :] It was still fun feeding Garris birdies, as I cannot vary my shots to save my life. Hitting the birdie back to where ever the person is is almost an instinct `0`;;; And as out of shape as I am, my arms and legs are sore just from playing for the better part of two hours. I'm glad I did, since it would hopefully reduce my emerging insomnia tendencies (as my father would have suggested) and I have forgotten the subtleties of the game. There would be hell to pay tomorrow though °0°!!!! I'm sure right forearm and thigh will definitely be difficult...and hopefully my hand will not shake tomorrow...wah...though there is no saying for the rest of the muscles ><;;;;

Gah, I will everything will just be over :[ A lot of things are starting to get on my nerves again.

Sleep

I think something has gone wrong with me again. I have lingered in the space between tiredness and insomnia before, last year or before the last, during school or on vacation. It feels like where I am now, between feeling unenergized and knowing sleep would not come soon nor take hold of me well until the mornings.

Yes, partly would be because I have been suffocated by the mucous between my nasal passage and my throat and have been hacking my lungs the very same vile things out.

I don't think that is the cause, however. Gaining consciousness in an hour before sunrise or after only 5 hours of sleep, completely awake (though unwilling to get out of bed) does not feel pleasant. Restless? Perhaps. At least that is how I last described it.

Yeah, I am going crazy...or at least getting delirious from not enough rest and completely disagreeable.

Angsties with anger management issues, hooray.

Tuesdays

Only on a Tuesday do I slam the window shut in irritation in the morning, only to open it back up an hour or two later. When I wonder if I'm slowly growing restless and insane, it's usually a Tuesday morning.

Tuesday mornings usually mean I have an urge to kill.

Things

There are things not worth pursuing that people just feels an obligation to pursue.

Some of these things matter because it is a promise to oneself, a promise to the community, or maybe a promise to another who is important.

But some other things just get so tiresome that it becomes an extra thing to put one's mind to, completely draining and denatured to something vile.

There are things not worth fixing.

There are things that should be left to their own devices.

There are things that should not be held onto.

Because when you see it, there's just no avoiding it. There's no use trying to keep your eyes from watching the wreck; you will watch it happen (with detachment or no).