Arrrgh...

My roomies took everything in the recyclables/returnables bin and dumped it all into the .... recycling dumpster. Including all of the pop cans and juice boxes. Which was a lot of money in deposit returns(yep, it adds up) down the drain.

So I brought a few more cardboard boxes up and labeled them clearly: PAPER, RETURNABLES (bottles, cans, juice boxes and bottles), and TIN CANS AND OTHER STUFF (like glass and milk jugs and cartons).

I hope we don't any more wastage of our hard-earned money. My parents would go ballistic if they found out about this. Then again, I'm going ballistic too.

Sleep.

For the last couple of nights I wasn't able to write coherently in my diary. It was sort of okay on Tuesday night (when I was up until 4am after that chat with DarkFlash), just very difficult to stay awake and make my hand form the words, but last night my writing was a total jumble of mixed up ideas all trying to express themselves at the same time in the same sentences. It was like I couldn't command my hand properly to write the words I wanted to write, or even to command my brain to think of the words, even though I wasn't up as late.

So this morning, I get up at 7:50, walk to chem class (I thought, screw it, I'll never get there on time to get a seat anyway), sat on the steps in the lecture hall (as customary for those who come late and don't have/don't want to look for a seat), and tried to stay awake. *sigh.* I have three 8am days next term. I hope I'll have finally adjusted by then.

I definitely need sleep. Right now, after I finish this post, I'll be doing my ENGG130 homework, then I'm going straight to bed. I don't care if I'll end up waking up at 10pm and not wanting to sleep (if that were actually the case then I'd go hand in my homework). Because tomorrow is Country Crusade; that means I won't get back from it until 4am the next morning, and then I have choir at 10am. I don't plan to sleep that night simply because if I went to bed at 4, I'll be dead tired again from the energy at the party and I won't wake up at 9 to get ready. So when I get back from class tomorrow at noon, my homework's already going to be done tonight, and I'll also go straight to bed, then I'll keep myself awake until through choir, then crash into bed again.

Oh boy....here comes a roller-coaster ride through the weekend.

Snippet only [journal]

rephrasal of previous entry re: sleep

Okay, ignore most of [the previous entry in my notebook]. I think my mind was bubbling so much with profound ideas but also occupied with stuff from the FYEC meeting. It wasn't really really late when I wrote that last night (1:30?), but I'm still being incoherent...hmm...I definitely need to start taking naps. Talk about that free writing without thinking thing.

My body feels so limp. I put my alarm clock away from my bed last night but still I only reach out to turn it off and left it at that. Therefore I need to place it even farther away.

No breakfast, no money to -- no, I have money, but no time to wait in line -- get something hot to drink. I wish I could sleep in class and still learn.

Alright. I'm ready for a weekend of reversed day, also known as night shifts. Well, there's only one night shift, but if I did my math correctly, it'll be as long as hell (something like 18 hours or more). You may or may not recall the 30+ hour day I did when I got back from HK. Maybe I can do it again, but I'll need lots of hot food. I hope there's also food service at the bar we're at for CC tomorrow night.

Lastly -- one last drink before then I'll have now -- I don't want to risk getting a vial of Finlandia confiscated at the door. And I hope Mike-whom-I-don't-know-from-Calgary runs into me, so he can give me the knife he wanted me to have (if that doesn't get confiscated at the door too). I'd considered bringing my knife too but I don't want to risk it being confiscated since it's big and easy to spot (if one were looking or if I were subjected to search).