Today’s been a weird day. I spent thirteen hours at uni and i can’t remember what I did between 1pm and 5pm…I can’t remember any of my actions and thoughts during that period. I’ve been sick with the flu for the past four days. I’ve worried for far too long today about how lonely I’ll when I finish uni. I’ll literally have no one to talk to. I felt like dying. I daydreamed about being another person. I pushed out a one thousand word essay in two hours. I talked to two people today. I saw this person that always makes me feel worthless. There’s this guy that I look up to suddenly seems to hate me even though we haven’t ever spoken to each other. I don’t know what i thought about on the train ride home. I felt quite happy walking home…it’s something about the isolation after 10pm that I love. I’m now eating chips because there’s no other food to eat and I need to way up in four hours. Why am I typing this. now its 1:14am. I had these two moments today where I caught myself reminding myself that this might be a day i’ll look back on in the future.