I woke up at eight this morning and I wasn't sure whether or not I should be happy about it. The unhappy side of it was that this is a Sunday. You're not supposed to wake up early on a Sunday. You're supposed to sleep late and enjoy the feeling of not having to wake up early on a Sunday. You know?
The happy side of it was that my dream was absolutely dreadful and I remember crying in my dream because nothing made sense. So it was good to wake up from that.
I still don't have an internship place. It's getting closer and closer but I already stressed from that and nothing good ever comes out of stressing over things that are out of your control.
I mean, obviously I'm looking for a place and sending applications, but it is not up to me how quickly people answer me.
Can you tell I'm restless? I'm writing restlessly. Like a flow of mind but instead it's not a flow, more like a waterfall and instead of water, it's mushed thoughts.
Oh gosh it's one of these hyper moments again. I feel like giggling at the thought except you probably can't hear it.
But you can imagine me typing furiously and giggling at the same time.
I'm so sorry if this entry doesn't make any sense.
No I'm not. Anyway, here are some random pictures !
I think I'll go giggle by myself now.