dance open class makes me feel like woodblock.
a piece of wood standing there, floating on the waters, bobbing along to the waves, not knowing what it's doing, a piece of wood, unable to move due to strong intermollecular forces of attraction.
and it seriously doesnt help with the eds dance people right in front of me. ohwells.
coming down stairs from level6 at around 8pm is rather interesting.
no lights at all, makes a pretty cool night walk area haha.
been putting lady gaga songs on repeat mode just now.
they're all weird and nice.
I realise I've been using alot of the word 'nice'.
partly cause its a vague word, and it doesnt sound bad.
I can sleep on my bed at night and not move/ flip around on my bed until the next morning.
with the things I happen to be holding before I fell asleep still intact in my hand.
my mum thought I didnt sleep throughout the night and faked sleep when she came in. -.-
tired.