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Brace yourself. This one is going to be lengthy.
The past nine days had been one of my toughest ever. They all had one thing in common: approximately five hours of sleep every night. The first day or so was fine, a bit of dread but overall tolerable. As the days wore on and the same sleeping habit was forming a large rut in my routine, I started getting more and more tired. Every morning, I'd wake and drift. My movements slowed and it was very hard to focus on the simplest things (I recall this one morning where one moment I had a toothbrush in one hand and a bit of toothpaste in my hair.) It was pure agony trying to get past everyday in hopes of sleeping at least 7 hours, but I was contently being pulled back by homework, projects, etc,etc,etc. I know so many people have sarcastically remarked: Oh, you're a freshman. Just wait until you get to sophomore/junior/senior year! Yes, I know I'm a freshman, and in case you didn't realize, I am waiting to get to whatever year you're telling me to just wait on, but I'm not looking forward to it. I know life will only get harder on you, but the past week and few days have been so hard on me, I don't even know how I ever managed to stay awake through most of it. I remembered just Friday, how close I was to planting my face on my biology textbook and how moody I was during concert band (it was as if I was drunk.) I tried my hardest to conserve energy and talking to others unless I was fully up to it. I'd hate to say the wrong thing when I'm feeling half awake and half myself. That was why, right after dinner yesterday, I snuggled under a blanket on the couch and dozed off to one of the greatest naps in my life. In addition, I took the liberty to sleep a full 13 hours before waking up to "brunch". I felt so refreshed (well, mostly) and loved the fact that I wasn't forcing myself anything. I guess you can say I learned the hard way on getting good nights sleep. But then, what can you really do if you're bound from sleeping because of unfinished work? It's almost as if there's no way to win...unless you had that power to stop time.
In other news, I've decided to take up Track and Field. I think it will do me good since I love sprinting and had always wanted to join a more rigorous sport (sorry badminton). I went to the practice after school on Wednesday right after badminton. I had seen a Friend of mines getting ready to go out on the track and asked her what she was here for since she didn't participate in any sports yet. She told me Track and Field practice was today and she was going to go. Seeing that I had time (not really) I decided to go for it. Everybody else on the team was black for the most part. I was the only Asian person and surprisingly, I didn't feel awkward at all. I admit I was hit with great intimacy, but in the end, I thought of myself and everyone around me as the same type: people, rather than different shades of who-knows-what. Therefore, I'm going to try my hardest and stick to track. I've recently got some new tennis shoes and my blisters are healing (never ever wear the wrong shoes playing any sport; you'll suffer blisters, cuts, and blood). My only problem at the moment are the practice times. Badminton practice and Track and Field practice are both after school. What to do...
 Oh boy, I've recently discovered a new fetish. I love band-aids. Ever since I've been getting these cuts on my feet I've been visiting my lovely new friends. They're these cute little things with sticky arms that will hug you tightly and never let go until you have to peel them off of you. On the inside they are nice and soft and can help you absorb all your problems. I don't know how long this will last, but for now, I know I can't stop loving them.
Aurgh. My computer, for some stupid reason is lagging at the moment. I had more to write but this troublesome glitch has pushed me off the edge. I spent way too long on this blog because of it and I really need to sleep. I'll add more once I have the time. For now, peace and love to everybody. :)
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More sleep just makes me more tired for some reason...it's odd. Also, you should stick with badminton, where the cool kids roll!
Oh, and I also love band-aids! Especially the fuzzy ones that I have. I use any tiny cuts as an excuse to use those. :P
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haha I remembered when I was dragged into track and field by Christian... I got so intimidated by the black people...>.<
o since u joined track and field, might as well join swimming/ water polo. its like track n field, but on water :D
haha i dont have any cool looking band-aids, i only have the "classic" looking ones :[
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I remember having these little band aids shaped like animals.
They made me feel all warm inside. :3
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More sleep just makes me more tired for some reason...it's odd. Also, you should stick with badminton, where the cool kids roll!
Oh, and I also love band-aids! Especially the fuzzy ones that I have. I use any tiny cuts as an excuse to use those. :P