That Sleep

So it turns out I haven't blogged in a couple of days again, mostly because I think sleep is for losers so I haven't been getting much. As a result I am just perpetually tired, and I just haven't been generally well... I got up at 9am after 6 hours of sleep to watch my favourite team play in a LoL tournament, and they lost so hard I felt terrible, because I was disappointed and because I could've totally slept in for another hour if I'd known.

I'm barely keeping up with school work, but lectures are so tedious I just don't feel like going. I feel as if I've accumulated a lot of stuff, and I wonder whether I actually remember much of anything from what I've gathered. I think ever since I came back from Sydney everything's just been kind of shit. So I got an email saying I won something from a competition at the convention, but as it turns out I had to collect it on the day and now it's been given away. Because it was a group competition my friends knew about it, and one of them told me "best we don't find out what the prize was, and just assume it was shit". So now I'm just imagining the prize was a packet of used condoms, and I'm not really missing out on anything when someone else claimed it.

I've also been getting really addicted to this phone game that's like a mix between bejewelled and monster card. Basically you collect monster cards and you can merge cards to evolve monsters or to power them up, and you can battle other monsters with your cards. The battle is like a bejewelled board where you have to match gems to attack or w/e. Anyway I gave a terrible explanation but the game's really fun and really addictive.

And as of now I'm having an intense discussion of morals and ethics with my LoL-buddy. I've missed discussions where I actually have to think and make valid arguments. This is like, an intellectual exercise, instead of pointless banter where the other person gets really pissed at me. Oh man you know what the ironic thing is? The guy I had the massive fight with and I decided I didn't want as my friend any more, he asked my room mate out (because she'd broken up with her bf or something) and when she told me I was like NOOOOO WHY THIS IS SO FUCKING AWKWARD OMFG WHY. She hurriedly assured me that she turned him down but this morning I saw that she was wearing this shirt and the guy also has a jumper with the same pattern as her shirt---- and I'm just all BUT YOU TWO ALREADY HAVE MATCHING CLOTHES OMFG WTH THIS IS ALL A LIE WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY LIFE.

Okay, I may be a little disturbed from my lack of sleep. Maybe. Just a little. So I'm going to go now. Good night.