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It has been about 2 weeks, but I finally left home during daytime. It has been about 3 weeks, but I finally switched on the air conditioning. So bloody tired, I slept at 233o. Now it felt like I ate a bug in my sleep. Finally, crossing off 1 of the 5 insects a person ate in their sleep. I think I choose something not so gooey, but no never a cockroach. The thought that if they didn’t die after the hydrochloric acid system, I will shit them out alive is disturbing. Maybe I’ll call that Alice the cockroach. It reminded me of a movie I watched recently, Submarine (2010). Pretty good, something you’ll watch again and like for about another 3 times in a month then it goes into the bi-annual category of the to-rewatch list. But then that list don’t really happens. It spoils the movie a little when you overwatch it but sometimes it’s comforting. Horrible discipline, I need to show up and do work more. Be less passive, after all I’m already 22. I need to bloody be at my most active. Im also at my heaviest. Oh I dreamt that I was having a donut in my dream, a glazed and lightly sprinkled with green tea powder donut. Must resemble the insect I ate, never mind shall focus on the other 4 more insects. It’s always 4 more. Oh ya, made a lot of excuses in my dream for my real life mistakes. No wonder I feel horrible, now I know why I feel horrible. Wow 10 minutes what a meditation. I wonder if the 7-11 staff would miss my 2am visit. Alright o345, getting up from this, I need me some fresh air. Such addictive air, but I’ll feel good so it’s okay.