well, not necessarily wash, rinse, repeat. more like wake up, wage internal war with myself over the fact that it's yet another day i have to function in, ablutions, drive the same road, sit in the same classroom, drink the same tea. come home, nap, wage internal war over actually cooking or making something out of a can/box, watch mindless television/play xbox/type on my blog/stare into space and sleep.

it would've been a length title.

but the moral of the story is the absolute monotony of my life all the time. before it was work, gym, eat, sleep. usually in that exact order.
now it's a lot of pushing and forcing myself to get up-- that blasted alarm clock can suck a dick fyi-- and just performing the routine. i'm sure if i could drive (safely) asleep, i would because then i could catch up on the sleep that i'll invariably miss somewhere along the lines.

i need a vacation already. thank god next monday is a holiday. pheewf.

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well, not necessarily wash, rinse, repeat. more like wake up, wage internal war with myself over the fact that it's yet another day i have to function in, ablutions, drive the same road, sit in the same classroom, drink the same tea. come home, nap, wage internal war over actually cooking or making something out of a can/box, watch mindless television/play xbox/type on my blog/stare into space and sleep.

it would've been a length title.

but the moral of the story is the absolute monotony of my life all the time. before it was work, gym, eat, sleep. usually in that exact order.
now it's a lot of pushing and forcing myself to get up-- that blasted alarm clock can suck a dick fyi-- and just performing the routine. i'm sure if i could drive (safely) asleep, i would because then i could catch up on the sleep that i'll invariably miss somewhere along the lines.

i need a vacation already. thank god next monday is a holiday. pheewf.