getting the hang of this

its the third blog entry and im starting to like this... maybe ranting mindlessly online isnt so bad after all. and im so frickin proud of myself for getting that cbox in... it was, surprisingly, a piece of cake. im not so ignorant after all... of course.. they did give me step-by-step instructions. it was idiot-proof. so maybe i shouldnt be so proud... oh well. im digging this shit anyways.

so.. thursday came. and went. we got a gold. so... what else is there to say? the group was disappointed, but i think we have all come to an acceptance right now. no regrets at least... and gold isnt bad. its still shiny. hwa chong and victoria did well... i respect that. and i have my hat off to all the others who tried their best.

i was too tired to feel anything anyways. 48 hours of no sleep takes all sense of emotion out of u. i was a walking zombie. fell asleep during tuning, fell asleep during the prep talk, fell asleep after the results were announced. and fell asleep on the taxi i has to take back home cos i was too frickin tired go public. my mates kept asking if i was alright.. maybe i did look a bit comatose.

this insomnia is taking the life out of me. not that i had much in the first place.. but u know what i mean. my biological clock is seriously effed up. i cant make it go back to 'normal' mode. i wish i could say it was jet lag... i wouldnt be so adamant about this lack of control of my sleep if it was due to too much travel. but no.. i didnt have to change time zones for me to feel this sucky.

so if i seem hungover in school.. if i do go to school that is (chuckles).. forgive me for being a jerk. i might fall asleep during conversation or while eating. hardly anything seems to rev me up nowadays. no.. not even starbucks. and thats saying something.