keeping a a tight leash

okay this is what you call a pre-depression or pre-project or fucked up pre-assignment blues. WHATEVER.

anyway, i gotta keep a tight leash on my moods. i'm having what the girls call the bloody period of their month, and for me, YEAH evrything turns bloody hellish. my eyes are red-rimmed too, meaning i gotta keep a tight leash on my sleeping patterns. know what, yesterday i slept at 9pm, only to wake up to bathe at 11, then do marketing till 1, and sleep again till 2 to wake up and do god knows what till 4am. in conclusion, i slept at 4 and oh fudge. oh god. my body, my schedule, and my life....... assignments........ kill me.

keep a tight leash on my spendings. god knows the whole time i've been down here, i've been over spending.. for the whole time. SHET. my mom's gonna kill me! my accounts are APPALLING. in a bad way. i got two coats last week and though they were on wow-oh-so-cheap deals, i'm still having troubles reconciling the fact that i got TWO last VIP night in chadstone. then, keeping a tight leash on my study sched, not to procrastinate wayyyyyyy too much. and those gossip sessions, oh i gotta keep a REAL tight watch on that one. FUN, sinful and VERY addictive.

keeping the leash on my fasting ways too! just yesterday, when i'm supposed to fast, i actually put on channel 10 and ended up transfixed on the TV for glee's get it right and loser like me. damn. it happened when i'm FULLY aware that i'm not supposed to watch it for fasting reasons and assignment reasons. BUT OH HELL. where's the leash on my self control when i needed it most?!

it's all about balance, you see?

and i think you're gonna hear from me ALOT today. i've decided to cram for assignment in the house and DARN ain't that boring?