Perspective

I am awake now because I woke up at 5.30 with the most incredible thirst from this hangover, and I haven't been able to go back to sleep. Not from thinking or anything, my brain just thinks it's time to be awake. Weird feeling. I thought now that I realise I have some black card tucked away, I might finish my typography assignment now instead of madly rushing to do it in class.

Currently eating toast and drinking milk. I had to force myself because I've felt really sick since yesterday. I'm glad that I've started eating again. Hayley bought us takeaway last night and I couldn't eat very much of it. God if it wasn't for her I probably would have stayed up all night and not eaten and lost my mind. Exactly the reason you always look after you're mates- you never know when you're REALLY going to need them.

I'm still down but I feel a bit better. Not really crying or anything like that, just depressed. I hope meeting up with friends today will cheer me up a little. And maybe a gloria jeans white hot chocolate *mmmmmm*

All I know is that I can't live in limbo for much longer. It has to either continue or finish by a week's time or I might go crazy. It's not looking so good for us at the moment.