tired

stressed, more like it.

it's 330 am. just finished my [ stupid ] psych paper. i'm not that sleepy. don't really know why. i will regret this later when i fall asleep during my shift in pro-gym.

a while ago, when i was going through my self-pity phase while walking along shaw, i saw something that made me stop thinking about myself for a moment. At the front entrance of shang were 2 little girls (i think between 4-6 years old) cartwheeling. They probably did around 5 or 6 cartwheels before finally crashing to the floor and laughing their heads off. i don't really know why this touched me so much, but it did.

Thank God for these little things that manage to keep us sane.
Thank God for all these constant reminders that you aren't the only person in the world.

Thank God indeed.