Crumble

Dog-tired. 3 AM shifts consecutively has left me soulless. 3 hours of sleep for 3 nights straight. Just 5 more shifts and I'll be done. I can do this. I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. I need to be packing but I'm just so worn out. Can barely keep my eyes open right now. Have yet to bathe since I came back from the hospital. It's Christmas eve today and Christmas tomorrow. It's so sad I'm feeling "less or close to none" of the Christmas vibe now that I'm older. Yeah, Christmas is about celebrating Jesus but I'm not feeling any of it now/yet.

Remember: A person's true inner self shows up when they're under pressure/stress. I hope I'll be able to find a man who does not let external factors affect his mood/character this easily.

Oh fuck, I just remember about a presentation I have this Friday. Jesus will supply. Speaking of which, I checked my CT results today and ah. All I can say to comfort myself is, I deserve this. Hopefully a new term means having a new attitude. Bout time I start giving some respect to everything that concerns me.

Throwback to last Monday I think

A night where we had 34 plates of sushi and unknowingly bought tickets to a French movie. That orange plate is such an eyesore among the yellow plates. I need my holidays back. Believe me when I say shift work fucks my life upside down.