I don't know why I come back to the blog. It's obvious that I have conditioned it poorly and only come to it when I need to rant or prove that my English is still up to par. No one reads it I think. If you're reading it, well, I don't know how you stumble across this poor excuse of a blog, but welcome anyways.
Life has been tumultuous. To some people, it probably is a good thing. But to me, it's hell. I like to laze around and I really value sleep. It's crazy running up and then, rushing work, worrying about internship and the never ending interviews. It's like a myriad of people and things nudging me off my sanity string. I just want to lull myself into a state of catatonia, I'm becoming neurotic and anxious. And I don't do well with stress.
I'm telling you, if you're having insomnia, the best narcotic is work.
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