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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Thursday 22 May 2003 (Day View) – Sarah’s Birthday

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22.05.2003 – Thursday 22 May – Sarah’s Birthday

3:33am

• Here I am, fast awake. I’ve just submitted my assignment. I’ve spent hours and hours doing it. I was so frustrated with it at one stage – but now it is done! The problem I have now is that if I go to bed, I’m only going to get a few hours sleep at most, and I probably won’t wake up, but if I stay up all night I might fall asleep on the train and miss uni altogether.

Morning

• Which is now yesterday morning, or to put that another way, it is now tomorrow. I went to uni, did uni stuff, dropped in at Silas’s on the way home, came home, did home stuff... oh wait, that’s evening.

Evening

• There we go. I came home and did home stuff. That’s about it really. Then I started on my assignment, and that takes me back to the first entry.

Birthday

• I phoned Sarah and said happy birthday. Dad and Mum were also there, as she’s going away for the weekend and they’re going to look after the place, so I got to talk to them too. Apparently Dad is going to be looking after Monty’s place for a few months while he goes overseas.

4:18am

• It’s 11.2° C outside, and inside, and slowly creeping into my bones. I’m all ready for bed now, but I’m not sure if it’s any use going to sleep. I’m fairly sure I won’t wake up in time if I do, and I’ve got a download which still has ¾ of an hour or so to go.

5:23am

• Bedtime. Alarm set for 7 AM. Not good.