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2003-01-28 - 8:51 p.m. Last night was the night from hell sleeping-wise. Most of the evening I had had this terrible head pain... a migraine with like added head pain so that my brain felt like it was dislodging itself from it's moorings in my skull everytime I moved my head. Anyway due to this, I didn't manage to go to sleep till about 4am. My mom comes in the room at 9am or something like that and keeps talking to me, at which point I realise that I can't move because if I did move I fear my skull would break open and spew my brains out on the floor - yes my migraine had survived throughout my sleep and stayed for another day. Mom and dad went off for the day so later I spoke to her on the phone and took some natural medicines. I lay on the sofa like a homeless person sleeps on a bench - basically looking like a corpse. I watched some of The Salon and cooked some lunch - even though I felt sick... I felt the need to pretend to be well, by this time my head pain had receeded so I made a mad move towards "The Bike" and cycled. I didn't feel too bad, but then I didn't make as much effort as I normally do cos I didn't feel like sweating my ass off too much. Then as I was finishing cycling the power cut off! If there is one thing I hate it's the power cuts we have here. I was all alone in the dreary January daylight, cold and bored. This went on for about 3 and a half hours. It's like everything I want to do is powered by electricity and the things that I do which aren't are things you cannot do in the dark and are things you wouldn't want to do unless you are in the mood. One good thing = a lady from the computer place called me to check I wanted to be enrolled for the NT foundation. So that seems to be going ahead and I should receive confirmation in the post. After she called me I stood there and suddenly thought... "What the hell did I just book that course for?? I don't even know a thing about it." These kinds of thoughts went on for a bit and then I thought "What the hell, I can just be the slow, ignorant one of the class... I'm paying enough for the course to allow me to be thick!" |
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