I must have been more tired than i realised. Is the amount of sleep one person needs proportion to his/her body size? (why isit 'his' always come first??) Yup and I pretty much realised why 8 STRAIGHT hours of sleep is recommended.
Problem is: It's now 4am in the morning.
Had Fungnien's birthday thing just now in the afternoon. It was like animal fest with all that dogs and a single cat. Man... but I was totally out of it. Tired physically maybe mentality as well. The brain totally shut off the body, where I just felt not like moving an extra inch to help people. I felt really really bad. But nevertheless it was good to see everyone again.
Went pass the coastline today. I dont know why, but there's just this intense sense of melancholia when I stare into the sea (hmmm maybe its just the melbourne waters). I could sit and stare at the sea for hours and hours. Now I really want to go down to St Kilda/ Port Melbourne one of these holiday mornings for breakfast.
When I got home, I just plonked onto bed. What time was it? No idea. Maybe around 7ish?? And I just didnt really want to care about anything else, even my books. I tried to study this morning, note the keyword tried. It was totally unproductive! I'm definitely not a muggin machine and i dont know how people can do it.
Had a pleasantly funny dream involving fictional characters from some feudal Japan anime, complete with their flowing robes, the swords, captains and what not. Add a dash of reality with the people i know, and it became really weird/funny. hahaha I was a taichou!
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