I feel so accomplished being on the final stage of that group assignment due on Tuesday. It's still a thorn in my neck but I don't mind it just because I know I have a lot of time and I can afford to take it slow.
I'm back to breathing normally. I came home last night from my group meeting, dinner and coffee and then plunged into bed, decided to take advantage of the Breakfast at Tiffany's DVD lying in my room. I was meant to return it last week but my friend didn't have time to pick it up. My flatmate borrowed it so I can watch but I never had time til last night.
I'm hungry so I'm just eating whatever I can find. I just grocery-shopped 2 days ago and I think I might have to pop by Coles for another grocery shopping spree anytime soon.
Life's getting better.
Meanwhile, the only thing I find stressful is the stress level of people around me. I can't make them breathe if they don't want to. I don't see the point of killing myself for their sake either. Not again.
I was probably a martyr before. It's not like I got nothing out of it. I got something that convinced me to believe I'm better off getting nothing. Never again. Never ever again.
Life is really getting better.
I have to finish up my editing. This is more like it. More like the stuff I wanted to do. I wouldn't mind being sentenced to perpetual editing.
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