I semi-woke-up and realized I was crying. I think it had something to do with my dream but I don't know what it was about.

My brain was half in 'what the fuck is happening' mode and 'oh yeah this was inevitable' mode.

There's only so much stress, disappointment and sadness a brain can handle. Past that point, it either malfunctions or shuts down. Assignment after assignment, mixed feelings towards different people, decision making, the possibility of my friend not being able to visit me here in Sydney at the end of the year and everything else in between... Is it starting to take its toll ?

Other than that, I've picked up le Francais and it's good to be speaking it again.

I lost my planner.

The weirdest thing happened to me yesterday night.