why couldn't it have been sunday?????

i think i spent a grand total of 4 hours trying to fall asleep last night...i kept thinking. thinking. thinking. yes i was thinking a whole lot..and even the slowest music in my cd collection couldn't put me to sleep..imagine that. i had a humongous headache thinking. i can imagine all those neurotransmitters in my head overfiring, maybe stress levels affect some neurochemical in my head...JUST MY HEAD. i need panadol..i can't spell the chemical name for panadol..who cares..i don't anyway.

i realised after so much thinking last night that are too many what ifs in life and i can't deal with disappointment..and i would do anything within my power to not have to let anyone else around me have to deal with it..yes that probably includes straining my back..i'm going to carry home chocolate and mrs. smiley's stuff home, coz' i think it's rather important to them that i do that, so i decided today i will.. makes it easier to not have to deal with what ifs.

there's no disappointment if there's no expectations.

i woke up this morning,thinking that i had just one more night left in melbourne, but then through the process of running, clearing my head and what not.i realised i had 2 more nights. DAMMIT. i was that close.

i dreamt of yankee doodle, green monsters and chocolate ice cream. warped.

somebody save me.