Caving in.

I have a new hobby. A definitely damaging, potentionally addictive, potentially expensive hobby. And this, is on top of my list already expensive hobbies that are of no way beneficial to my being except that it gives me a rather great degree of temporary satisfaction.

I have terrible ways of dealing with stress.

So be my somebody tonight,
Be the one who'll hold me tight,
Honey, please, please,
Cuz I've been so all alone,
And no one will pick up the phone,
So honey, please stay.
- Be my somebody, norah jones

I'm sorry for not calling, those i'm supposed to call. (Luopo. I will call you soon. Jams too, maybe the night before my paper or something.ha.> I'm sorry for not writing Mon. I'll email you soon. Just been over my head every other alternate day these days. too many things. too many thoughts. and not enough sleep. plus, i feel sick when i go to the gym. Something's up, but i have no idea what yet.