The stillness of the air and the quiet voice of the wind is oddly comforting. Tis another night of endlessly surfing websites to obtain more, more, more information for projects...with some procastination in the form of fashion websites thrown in for a good measure! During such times, I suddenly relish in the stillness of early morning serenity. Sleeping housemates (only two accompanying me on my quest to view the first sunlight), warm water and a good chatting buddy on msn is all one needs for such nights. Simplistic and not overly crowded, or else, how is one going to actually get work done?
The only movement in my room, other than my typing fingers and roving eyes; is the whirl of the fan beside me. I don't know if this is hard to believe, but I need the sound of a moving fan to lull me to sleep. The effect is akin to babies and lullabies. Even with air-conditioning, I need some sort of noise to provide a stupor effect. Otherwise, the ringing in my ears gets too loud to bear.
The only productive thing I've done this Easter Hols is max up my enjoyment points. Heading out with my gals and random groups of friends, eating breakfast at 12 and getting away with it, just sitting in front of the laptop and randomly searching for places to eat, doing a 45 minute walk to Victoria Park (just for the sake of it) and totally kicking back and reveling in the word: Relaxation.
The thing is: I think I need to head to bed. Why? Because my lovely, caring mother sent me this scanned article from some health magazine which states that sleeping actually keeps you slim. Yes, its a diet aid. Who knew? The magazine then went on to say if you lack sleep, you have more appetite stimulants in your body thus the urge to eat more. All voiced down to hormones. -_- Underlying message from my mother, much?
The truth is, I am really geared up now for a whole instant noodle snack. Aiks. Is the appetite stimulant theory a fact or fiction, then?
Pondering:
Pros and Cons of eating IndoMee at 2.30 a.m.
Listening:
To the quiet notes of silence
Planning:
Tomorrow's excursion to Perth's ChinaTown
Loving:
All my Freo pictures
The only movement in my room, other than my typing fingers and roving eyes; is the whirl of the fan beside me. I don't know if this is hard to believe, but I need the sound of a moving fan to lull me to sleep. The effect is akin to babies and lullabies. Even with air-conditioning, I need some sort of noise to provide a stupor effect. Otherwise, the ringing in my ears gets too loud to bear.
The only productive thing I've done this Easter Hols is max up my enjoyment points. Heading out with my gals and random groups of friends, eating breakfast at 12 and getting away with it, just sitting in front of the laptop and randomly searching for places to eat, doing a 45 minute walk to Victoria Park (just for the sake of it) and totally kicking back and reveling in the word: Relaxation.
The thing is: I think I need to head to bed. Why? Because my lovely, caring mother sent me this scanned article from some health magazine which states that sleeping actually keeps you slim. Yes, its a diet aid. Who knew? The magazine then went on to say if you lack sleep, you have more appetite stimulants in your body thus the urge to eat more. All voiced down to hormones. -_- Underlying message from my mother, much?
The truth is, I am really geared up now for a whole instant noodle snack. Aiks. Is the appetite stimulant theory a fact or fiction, then?
Pondering:
Pros and Cons of eating IndoMee at 2.30 a.m.
Listening:
To the quiet notes of silence
Planning:
Tomorrow's excursion to Perth's ChinaTown
Loving:
All my Freo pictures
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