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Wednesday, October 20, 2010 / -ti ft chris brown, "get back up"









It's five in the morning and I'm supposed to be sleeping. But old habits die hard and I am way behind blogs of fashion so what other than to waste my hours on what I'd missed right? I feel like getting myself clogs.. But I don't know where I'll wear them to.....

I bet I look like an owl right now. I'm feeling the drowsy sleepy fuzzing feeling seeping in my brains already.. The boy says I'm losing my mind. Perhaps I am. He's already up and I haven't even sleep. Oh yea, The boy.

Time is definitely not on my side these days. It's either I'm slaving my hours at work or I'm out and about with the peoples. I know I've mentioned this countless of times but I think it's time I really get myself a neat book fer me to write my schedule, my plans, my goals, my finance... I'm lacking in life, I need a motive. There are days where I miss the simplicity of what if. I've been misusing influenced with inspiration. But right now, I need both influence and inspiration. Perhaps I need an impromptu to give me a drive. Oh wait, by typing that I'm actually planning an impromptu. So I gotta wait and get something to happen? - I think the boy's right. I'm losing my mind. I better get my zzzs before I go further insane.

I am asked, every day, how I am and the only real appropriate answer is a sly smile. I don't know how to define what I'm feeling and how I'm "surviving" this great change - It just is what it is. Via Dani (who else)
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