Work was crazy, though it was only 5 hours today. Coffee club's closed for renovation, thus the never-ending slams. Hmm, it'll be pretty crazy till mid April I guess. So, I was pretty lost at work today. It has been almost 5 months since I started work. Hmm, I'm impressed with myself, never thought I would last this long =)
Tired tired tired. Tomorrow will be another day gone. Meeting in the afternoon and work straight after. It seems as if I've got alot to do and that I have no time, but really, it's all just in my head. I've got a test on Monday which I will most probably fail, an essay and research to do by Wednesday and a presentation on Friday. I somehow keep telling myself I have a million and one things to do and have no time and that's very odd. With that in my head I feel so tired. Haha, I think I'm weird. Anyway, I thought I could relax this post-audition-fever weekend. But nooo, I have to take over Eugene's shift tomorrow night! No, I'm not complaining. I don't mind really, but it's been so long since I last had a total stress-free weekend where I could stay home and spend the whole day watching tv and eating=/
The holidays will do good. Next weekend shall be better. My Saturday better stay free.
Sometimes I wish I could dream for a long long long time. Not in the wanting to die kind of sense. But in the, because dreaming is so blissful, kinda sense. I like it when I dream. I miss the times when I could wake up and laze in bed for a whole hour thinking of what I dreamt about.
It's not as if my dreams are particularly nice and sweet all the time. That day for instance, I dreamt about about a lightning that struck in the distance which caused an explosion. It happened three times, the third time was because I pressed a wrong button. That wrong move sent a huge surge of fire towards me. I was standing at the window and when I saw it coming I ran to my maid and told her to run, but she just took her time. I woke up after that feeling peaceful, somehow.
No, I do not have suicidal thoughts in case you're wondering and I do not want to die. Not now. Maybe in like 70 years because 88 sounds like a pretty auspicious age to leave this rather erm, inauspicious(?!) world. Haha! Anyway, as I was saying, dreaming is such a wonderful thing to do. I used to recall every single dream I dreamt the night before. Time is such a hindrance now.
At points like these I wish I had all the time in the world. If my life were to last a hundred years, I would want to spend half of it dreaming :)
i made believe @ 3/19/2006 01:26:00 AM
