Pushing it.

So it's 2:38am..... Sometimes I really don't' know how I do it- but I end up pulling through everything. I've since stopped worrying about things... I just do them. Worrying is really bad for the mental health- if I continue to worry I might just develop some mental problems. HAHA- that made so much sense. (okay, don't worry- I'm fine, really)

Can't believe that tomorrow is my Friday... the weekend again. I'm so tempted to go clubbing on Friday, but I know that the best thing to do is to finish my work first and then go because I won't end up having a good time at the end anyway.

I had a cigarette with my team leader today, and although it completely made me feel like regurgitating... Under the pale moonlight and cool comfortable evening breeze--- that cigarette felt good. Don't worry- I don't have any right now, but it just brings back memories. Now I just need to remember how NOT to smoke.

Too much to worry about that I think that I will go and dream about it instead.

Swt Dreamz.