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Yesterday was a bit of strange day, as far as my mood went.

Most of the day went quite well. Had my morning class, the prof was a lot of fun as always. I even got myself elected to the exam review committee (apparently my pulling the ‘my father is a lawyer and I’m used to having to debate my case’ card seem to play in my favour). Afterwards my friend Pascale and I went to the gym, for the first time since I started university, so that felt pretty good.

I had a few missed calls from the same number in the course of the day, but they would always call during class when I had my phone on silence. When I called back, it was the University number, so I assumed it was about the theatre group… so that made me a bit nervous…

Rest of the afternoon went well, nothing terribly eventful. Stood in line for ages at the computer store to finally buy my external hard drive. Finally I can be sure that everything is backed up… I refuse to lose projects or music or pictures due to computer glitches.

It’s only once I got to my guitar class that I realised how fried my brain was. I seemed to be having the hardest time grasping simple concepts, like I was have of my IQ points short all of a sudden. Which of course means that I tend to collapse into fits of giggles, making me all the more unproductive… fortunately Jaye (my instructor) is familiar with my lunacy and just tells me to take a break… afterall, he used to see me after my night shifts when I had barely slept, so this was about on par.

Afterwards, I had to drive over to Fred’s place to pick up my glasses which I had left there on the weekend, since I needed them for my lab today. Ended up sticking around a little while, doing homework while he practiced guitar and choir tunes. Which is about when my phone rang… Theatre.

So, I was selected for two plays. I’m kind of shocked actually, that with all the people there who seemed so talented that two directors would choose me… but hey, I’m happy. One is early, November sometime, the other is later, February or March. Which means that I start rehearsals two days a week next week. The rehearsals for the second play will start later, but not sure exactly when, but that would mean that I may find myself doing rehearsals three days a week… ouch. Schedule gets even tighter.

Later on, I was suddenly hit by a wave of… oh I don’t know… not depression per se… just a huge craving for affection, loneliness, the need for love… I hadn’t had that feeling in a long time. Seemed to appear out of nowhere… I cuddled with Fred a bit, but it didn’t really seem to help, I guess because it didn’t seem very spontaneous, he was in a bit of an odd mood himself. Eventually, I sucked it up… realised my brain was still not back to full potential, as I couldn’t even follow his simple description of a screw-up at work, chalked it up to fatigue and headed home.

I actually didn’t even end up getting much sleep… I was haunted my thoughts of amino acids and sugars I have to memorise and the sudden realisation that my study time has been cut even more and that somehow I still have to work if I want to pay for my apartment… sigh.

Today was better… and not. It was just incredibly long. I dislike the prof who teaches the theory for the lab, and this chemistry lab is just about the most disorganised I’ve ever come across… so once again I didn’t get out early, in fact it was almost six, so I had to take the subway straight to choir, and somehow I screwed up and ended up going the wrong direction, so I just barely made it… lol!

But… practice was good, helped rebalance the day. Plus, when I got home, I had a nice long chat with Julie (she was a little annoyed that she hadn’t been told about the Fred situation earlier… she’s not completely sure how she feels about this… lol).

Tomorrow evening, I’m preparing dinner for a few people, and Fred is coming too, Alice insisted I invite him, and I think it was a good idea. So he may spend the night, which would be nice. Friday is work, which means I might be able to catch up on a few things (not a very hectic day, I get at least three hours of studying in my 8 hours). And I’m happy to say that I have all 20 amino acids structures, names and codes memorised along with the 8 sugars… I may yet make it.

I think I’m a masochist!