Nightmares on Clare Street

Here beith serious procrastination. I will get the work done but I don't want to go to sleep. I've been having bad dreams. All week bad dreams. I don't like le brain showing me images of what loss looks like. That's a serious reinforcement of insecurity; Cheers brain!

Work has made me sleep deprived. Its also taken away my social life. Once this term is over: Party. Late nights that don't consist of Microsoft Word are much anticipated.

Grrrrr.... Its so lonely here. I think I piss my flatmate off because I'm constantly playing music. I'm just not used to the quiet. Being from a big family, noise can be comforting; a symbol of security. Also I'm not really allowed posters, so the walls of my room are ober bare.

My dad brought me the wrong chair. I asked for the comfy one. He brought the little one.