Of Cons, Cramps and Chemistry.

My day is upright again! Don’t jinx it tho, go rub off on every wooden surface you can get your hands on or summat. It feels nice sleeping at night. Well, it feels nice ‘sleeping’. Period.

But then again that’s what italian food and chemistry corundum oughta do to you if you give em a chance.

The realization that I’m sitting my sanaweyya finals pretty soon is starting to hit home. It’ll probably let on, so i’d rather not elaborate just how psychotic i’ve become, let you make your own assumptions and hope to god you’re an oblivious moron. K? :)

Waking up at 6 is nice. It’s quiet and chilled, almost de-stressing even. I get me-time, exercise-time, shower-time and coffee-time and still get the day not to start off on the wrong leg. And my head is accepting the transition since i’m usually awake at this time anywho. I’m pretty sure there’s a small partition of it who doesn’t know what the hell is happening tho, and i’d like to keep it that way for as long as i can.

My tummy hurts.

Remember that old vagrant from the older post? The one that fell down and cried and nobody else helped? Yeh, turns out he scammed us. According to the empathetic janitor from the other side of the street, he’s been doing that to people for sometime now and his heart went out to the sight of us jumping to his help. What happened to the world? Emotional extortion has hit the streets now. I don’t regret helping him, i probably would again knowing that he’s pulling my leg, because that’s what it means to be human. But why? Why does it have to be that way?

Arabic songs don’t suck as much as i thought. Well, not all of em. There are a couple who have potential, if you give three of your five senses a break, a lollipop and a local anaesthetic to the functional couple. OR, just watch em sleepless or high. Most of em look like a visual hallucination anyway. What’s with the arm flailing? Unless you’re a genie, that’s not excusable.

What do you do when you wanna cut your hair AND not murder the afro? Hm.

Nah, I’m keeping the afro till it decides to fall off of its own accord. I like having an entity with its own separate willpower nesting on my head. Landmarks me when i get lost, and i get lost a lot. Might save my life one day.

Cramps. Fuck cramps.