Well, I'm sitting in my 8:30am, two hour long East Asian Studies tutorial. Like I said I would last night, I got up at 6:30am to get here today on time, even though I didn't end up going to bed until 3:30am. I was going to go to bed at 11:00pm, but then Chris didn't come online until almost 11:00pm and I always get horribly depressed if I don't get to have a proper conversation that isn't over text messaging with him at the end of the day, so there really isn't any point in getting enough sleep if I don't get to talk to him. I just wake up terribly depressed and not wanting to get up, anyway, no matter how well-rested I am. I ended up talking to him until 2:00am, then I was going to go to bed since he was, too when my friend whose mother got laid off came online so I messaged her and apologized, explaining that I wasn't ignoring her. She was fine with it and we ended up talking until 3:00am, then I finally was ready for bed by 3:30am. When I woke up this morning, I was surprised at how easy it was for me to get up this morning on three hours' sleep. I think it was a combination of getting to talk to Chris for so long last night which lifted my spirits (we haven't been able to talk as much lately and it was making me really depressed), and the fact that I've been taking so many naps lately. I have to admit that now that I've been here for a while, I'm actually really tired. I still have four hours after this class before my next class.

I think I mentioned in my last post that I usually hang out with Jacquelyn between classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but lately she either cancels at the last minute or makes me more irritated and miserable than I already am by complaining all the time. I guess I complain a lot, too, but at least I try to keep my whining to myself when I hang out with her. I asked her if we were hanging out today and she said yes, but not until noon. I'm okay with that. I have my laptop to keep me occupied until then and I wasn't really looking forward to spending four solid hours with her today. I feel like a terrible person for getting so irritated with her, but it's really putting more strain on me that I just don't need right now. I'd have more sympathy for her if she tried to fix her problems or took at least some of my advice for once, but it's like she asks me for help, I give her suggestions, she ignores them, then just keeps complaining to me about how awful her life is. I think she just wants a free therapist, which aggravates me because I don't want a mental patient; I want a friend. *sigh* Yeah, I know... I'm a terrible, selfish person.

I'm getting really sick of Toronto. I asked my mom if I could come home this weekend, but apparently some uncle in the family died and they need to go to his wake and funeral. As long as they don't make me go, I still want to come home. Dead people freak me out. Seriously, I have panic attacks and want to pass out anytime I'm near death (cemeteries, funeral homes, funerals, etc...). Plus, I need to talk to my parents about leaving York and going to Guelph next year. That conversation is something I don't forsee as going well. My stomach hurts a lot just thinking about it, but I really, really, REALLY want to go to Guelph. Plus, I also miss my kitties and my own bed.

It's almost 10:00am. I need to text Chris to wake him up. He has an exam today. I know he'll do well. He's absolutely brilliant and he's been studying so diligently lately. I'm so proud of him for working so hard and doing so well at Laurier, though I think he'd do well wherever he went. Good luck, Chris! I'll be thinking of you today (not that I don't think of you all the time already).

I think I'll end this post here since my class finishes in less than 20 minutes and I need to take a power nap.