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I don't know how I'm still going. I've been up since 06:45 and I've had an hour nap and I'm not a big ball of death. What the hell?! I lay around in bed for two hours, but it still doesn't account for how awake I feel right now. Work was exhausting n'all. The guy I'm normally with has left so I had to take on all his work too, which meant I barely stopped all morning. I went to ASDA to go and do some shopping and I bought a cute outfit and two new pairs of flipflops. I have no idea why. I think I've got a sevire case of impulsiveness today. Something like that. I'm saying things without really thinking about it. Not so much in a bad way, but a strange way. My mind is alive tonight but caged. I'd rather it not be so alive so I could sleep. I want to write. I feel the need, the urge to write. I hate that I never have a thing to write about. A few years ago it was when I had these moods I produced my best artwork. The majority of my art stuff is in boxes now and plus, I have no ideas. At least then I had goals and deadlines. That is the one thing that is pretty much 100% missing from my life right now. The only thing I really need to do is work and that doesn't really involve much effort, mental effort anyway. I know I'm going to miss it when I leave in September. I've made such good friends with my colleagues and even some of my customers. I found out that one of them, Ray, who's in his early seventies, has cancer. It made me well and truly sad. We never exchange more than a few words at a time but it still upset me a bit. Another one of my favourites, Mrs Beckford who is one hundred and four years old! Total insanity. She's so active and crazy I refuse to believe she's that old. Enough about that. See, I told you I was in a really rambly mood today.

I don't know what to do with myself tomorrow. I really want to go and see Wilyum but he's got very important revision to do. I'm working about twenty hours this week with a few things going on at other times. I say that, I've got an Amber Project meeting on Tuesday. I'm going to meet the head lady. Her name is Caryl. She sounds very nice. I need to go to the office and we'll have a cup of tea and chat, about what I don't really know. If she thinks going to Amber will be good for me, that'll be something to do on my Friday nights. I really should try and go to the gym tomorrow. I haven't been for two weeks. Knowing my luck, my energetic mood today will be replaced by total apathy and exhaustion tomorrow. Who wants to bet?

Right, I've run myself out of words and have nothing better to say. I need to make lists.

One I took yesterday :)