February 18, 2008
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Today has been a struggle for me.
I'm very hungry even though I've had a fair amount of food today. Perhaps it's because working on homework really takes it out of me.
I fell asleep on a couch in the corner of a basement for about an hour. I can almost never sleep in public places so that really says something about how tired I am.
The bandage on my middle finger reminds me of Ritsuka. I watch it as I type and imagine hiding it from people, even though it's only because I was clumsy and scraped my finger on some silverware while washing dishes.
I've been awake for twelve hours and have spent nine of them here in this building. I'm starting to think that I live here in this mangled mass of steel and concrete. Why do engineers have to build things so cold and unfeeling? Why couldn't the staircases be made of wood and why are all the plants made of plastic? The best part is that it's not over. I'll be here for probably three or four more hours before I can go back to my little apartment. I feel like the exit sign is making fun of me.
I don't understand this most recent chapter in Thermodynamics. Everything seems so jumbled and ill-defined. I could liken the situation to almost getting across a street only to be struck by a bus at the last moment which then hospitalizes you for months. Blah.
Here I sit, waiting for my group members to get here. Gilad only left a few minutes ago. This entry is all the relaxation I get between tasks.
At least during the three hours that I wasn't here in this building I looked up pron. That was nice and something I hadn't done in a very long time due to lack of interest (I know, I was very mentally destroyed for a while...). Today, however, I wanted to again. Another glorious step to full recovery has been taken. It's the glowing light in the distance through the terrible black fog that has been this day.
I have to get up at 8:30 AM and I'll be here until midnight. Ugh. No time for fun tonight.
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