My body finally broke down again. There were many nights that I did not get enough rest because of all the assignments, reports and quizzes coming in altogether. They were all so overwhelming that you can't think of what to do for the next few days. We can only make plans for the daily to-do things within a day. Mental list doesn't help anymore. Just gotta write them down. I find it oppressing to plan what to study for the next few days or even during the weekends because it's just all too much to plan. The lists just keep running and it's like you're never able to catch up properly. I'm still a little far from completing my tasks but I know Jesus is right here with me and He is able and willing to help me.

Today I'm seated at home, after a well-deserved 12 hours sleep, enjoying the afternoon with Daughter's Medicine playing from my laptop. I haven't really get to experience such tranquility ever since secondary school. I certainly miss being able to own the whole house to myself, to be seated in my room, watching the huge ships sailing past the port, blogging about the things I've observed, thoughts that I need to tell and pictures that I need to post. Medication just took it's effect and I'm feeling drowsy already. But no, I'm not going to sleep because I have unfinished work and I'm just a little bit more to finishing it (since the expected due date is tonight at 11 59) and then I can start on another assignment that is due this Saturday. 

I guess one good thing about falling sick is that I get to enjoy this me-alone time with myself. I love spending time with myself to sort out my thoughts, to plan ahead and to just practically enjoy me being myself. The quieter side and solemn side of me always appears. I use this time to reflect about myself, to reminisce events that happened that made me realise how special I am in their eyes.