the dumps :P

For the most part my dream was set back in fsy, the main thing I remember there is that emmanuel was texting francis asking him about me but after that I was at the chapel, and I was pregnant. Literally in the span of one day I was getting more and more pregnant looking and I was telling people too. I also went to a different ward at some point? Like I didn't recognize anyone and I sat at the back but that was before all of this. At the ward I told the missionaries I was pregnant lol and then I remember Jhayciel was actually supportive. We went home by walking on top of the hedges with my pet rat. Then somehow we were in this dance studio where francis was so I saw him again and I was like huh he's shorter than I remember lmao. so we danced and afterwards there was an ... easter egg hunt? Seriously this was the randomest dream ever. So I start texting him, and I tell him about almost being pregnant but I didn't think I was again. It was at this point my brain had enough and...

there's no way. how on earth. what on earth. why on earth. when on earth? lmao I ran out this feeling. how on earth does it exist. how on earth is this happening to me. am i falling in love or am i straight up delusional

I hope I can start blogging again soon because what was left of inner piece is replaced with craziness hahahaha. I love chaos, but I love controlled chaos more. Why do people even do social media? I feel like it's a little overrated, and people make it sound more necessary that it really is. I feel like facebook knows way too much about my personal life HAHAHA. How does it know that I would be interested in that one guy liking my friend's photo that has me in it? Regardless, I just want time to stop.

 she swoons, she sighs, she won't say she's in love.

Oh Amy you dum dum BWHAHAHAHAH

HAHAHAHHAHAHHA oh how my brain needs to be quietened.

i haven't felt like this in literal years. fsy is in 2 days and kinakabahan ako

The title sounds like I'm about to start ranting about heartbreak again, but no, this is far far worse. Being tired. Oh my goodness. I am sitting at my desk, supposedly working, and I just dream of my white sheets and duvet, and then I realise that I'm actually dreaming and then I jolt awake from my stupor and then go to blogspot. I'm so tired these days, especially in the mornings. Early morning is fine, and then as soon as my work starts around 11am, I'm a goner. But then at the end of the day, I'm so awake so I stay up and the cycle continues itself ://