Days Are Too Long

I'm still disoriented. Today feels like either Thursday or Friday, but it's not even. I've stopped feeling randomly tired in the afternoon, for some reason. But now I automatically wake at 7.55am. I don't know why, my body clock is fucking with me. No matter how late or early I sleep, I wake at 7.55am. It's happened for 3 nights in a row, and while being awake early morning is a good thing, it still freaks me out. I slept at 3am, woke up and I wasn't even tired. Not that I should really be complaining, because this strange phenomenon is much better than randomly feeling exhausted in the afternoon.

I finally, FINALLY finished reading the last book of Tiny Times. The ending was so absurd and vague I had no idea what happened, and when I finally understood it was all so wtf. The third book was becoming reallsy emotional and really moving, and I was really starting to hate the narrator because she became such a bitch. Then there was a happy ending before abruptly everyone dies. Oh whoops, did I spoil the book for you? Eh, it's not like you'd ever read Tiny Times so it's OK.

My friend gifted me a series called His Dark Materials for my birthday, and I told him I'd start reading it after Tiny Times. The only problem is that I actually started reading Dracula instead, and now I kinda want to read HDM but I also really want to finish reading Dracula. Dilemmas.

I wish I had more time. I got recent inspiration from a song, and now I want to draw a series of pictures to match the lyrics. Except it'll take so long, and I have so many assignments it's not funny. Why is everything due at the same time... Getting stuff in on time is so complicated...

Sigh, I better go read that assignment I was meant to work on before I sleep. My friend is keen to "collaborate" with me, and I just find it horribly embarrassing how he uses the word "collaborate" when I haven't even read the assignment.

Before I go though--- here's the song which inspired me (she's so beautiful).