okay i spent most of my time sleeping this weekend yeah wells i think there's something wrong with me. it's my form of escaping, and it's doing really fine for me nowadays. i woke up at around 10 (?), went online.. yeah then i went back to sleep, and woke up at 6? . yeah. that's a pretty long sleep. then i went out straightaway to my grans house.

i darno. i guess sleeping helps me to escape from life, coz when i sleep i don't think of anything. i realise i start to feel sad or moody or thinkish when i'm alone, unless i have a book with me in which i can escape into, be with the characters, live their lives... be totally detached from reality. and i'd come back after finishing the book, feelin a lil disorientated. but still. it took up some of my alone time, so i don't feel sad or moody or thinkish. which is good in a way. yeah or i'd just go back and sleep. like now.

i've been sleeping 'away' my 'troubles' since i darno when. but well..i've gotta face it. since when i wake up, it's still gonna be there anw. so. yeah well. sigh. okay all i need to do is keep myself busy, so my brain does not veer off into weird directions and leave me clueless. if sleeping's my 'cure' for the moment, then fine.

ah i think i'm very tired, i don't seem to be coherent. anw, sleepin's my new form of escapism for the moment i guess. i know it doesn't help, but hey.

as they say sleeping more helps you grow more. at least i might have the chance of growing taller.

well. i realise i've been living in a dream, in my dream. reality hasn't hit me yet. and i'm still pretty idealistic, no matter how many pessimistic things i can think of. which is kinda ironic. like say, i think of the worse case senario that could happen, yet i try to deny it, infact i've dreamed myself into something quite the opposite. --> in other words meaning if i fall, wake up from this dream, i'll be doubly scarred. and bleeding. whoahoa~