Droopy eyelids are the new black. You know, the look which you add on to with a shield for your eyes with your hand in a drowsy bid to muffle that silent scream of "I NEED MORE SLEEP!!!" Yeah, that.
It always starts the same way with a slight bobbing of the head akin to a pigeon. The bobbing deepens. You rub your eyes. Back Forth. Back Forth. The tear ducts activate. You blink. Rub some more. Oh dear, your eyes are blurring, aren't they? Then your head begins to droop. Down, down, down...
Anyhow, the past thirty days have been pretty overwhelming. School - so much school it's not dissimilar to torrential rain beating down on you, or a volley of basketballs being flung at you (if only you knew how great my fear of those monstrous creatures are). The projects are handed out like coupon flyers, and sleep spans a mere 300 minutes per night. Work. Sleep. Eat. Work. The cycle continues.
I've been powered by a high sugar-high caffeine diet - Waffles. Toast. Granola. You name it. Coffee. Tea. Coffee. I reckon I've become a connoisseur. Either that, or a sugar-addict. (my hypothesis is that its the latter)
Okay, but it's not as bad as I make it out to be. I still have done some exercise in the form of yoga and gym visits, along with 4.5km walks to school. As well as plenty of jaw workouts in the form of chewing, chewing, chewing on and on. And some more de-stressing with plenty of drawings plus a fishing trip.
Well, the sun still shines, cars still roll by, and life goes along. It'd probably be best to go along with things with an oh well.
To be continued.