Tiredness

I actually fell asleep during my favourite film of all time, which was showing on Channel Four last night, which shows how drained I was after the paper yesterday. La Vita e Bella. I was sitting in the kitchen with my Physiology of Plants and half watching, half studying, and at 1 30 in the morning I couldn't take it anymore and went upstairs. Fell asleep once my head hit the pillow.

I went over last night to give some Milo packets to Andrew and to visit them for a bit, and it was about 9 but the sky had that weird glow where you don't know whether it's almost night or almost morning. My heart gave a couple of quick, queer thumps. Isn't it strange what the night can do to you? It makes you feel as though you're in love. Everytime I go out at that time of day I suddenly feel as though everything is unreal except me, and I am the only person who moves and breathes and is conscious of her own existence.

Had a chicken kiev for lunch in the union, which reminded me of Matt's Blog. And am now going to hit the books once again. : )