In school alone ingesting a yam and a tau sar pau while waiting for my parents to pick me up for dinner. My eyelids are getting heavier with each passing minute. I survived. I survived the energy draining week. It wasn't as nasty as I thought it would be. Maybe it's true that everything is all in the mind. Getting less than 6 hours of sleep almost every night  is so detrimental and I can feel the effects it is doing to my body already. 2 more weeks, just 14 more days and I'll be free temporarily. My highlight of the week would be accidentally pricking myself on the finger with the insulin needle and I had blood ozzing out. When I said a plaster was not necessary, Miss Vicky said "I don't care if you bleed, I don't want to you to contaminate." Ouch.