I overslept by 3.5 hours. I didn't even hear my stupid alarm clock. Now I'm pissed.
I'm going to set up a whole stereo in there and aim it at my face.
I'm also going to use a dedicated computer, rather than my laptop, so that nothing will interfere with it.
Actually, I'm probably still pretty close to being on track. I'm skipping this next nap, so it should be fine. It's just disappointing beecause I was doing so well.
Oh, and I woke up to miss my hair appointment and to find out that my car needs thousands of dollars of repairs.
I rock the house. How do you like this enthusiasm? Enjoy it while it lasts, because 24 hours from now I will be hating life. Or maybe not!
I can't really describe how these naps are going. The whole time I feel like I'm not asleep and I'm trying to fall asleep. But I'll notice that my thoughts are totally bizarre. like this time I was thinking about how to beat a video game that doesn't actually exist. Occasionally I think "Man... I'm not falling asleep". And then the alarm goes off and I wake up and can't really tell if I was asleep or not.
Anyway, this is going to be the tough stretch, but I actually feel like I have plenty of energy. My sleep schedule for the past week has been pretty bizarre, so maybe that's helped me. Luckily I have a project to work on, so I'm not too bored.
Photo is a float of a flying fish submitted to the Annual UP Lantern Parade (2012) by the then sophomores of the very talented Block Y. UP Fine Arts.
I'm scared a lot of the time. It seems like the older I get, the more afraid I am. I'm scared of the future, the vast unknowability of what may or may not happen. I'm scared of the thousands of possible futures I may be throwing away (or not be throwing away) whenever I choose a certain path. I'm scared my parents won't accept my girlfriend. I'm scared that I may not pass my midterms. I'm scared that I'll grow old and alone.
All that stops now.