January 3rd, 2012. Day 3.
Last night: fell asleep at 6am. Today: got up at 8:30. Earlier: fell asleep. Just now: woke up to find it’s only 3am and I’m wide awake. (And technically it’s the 4th now but whatever I’ll pretend I’m American.)
It’s really annoying how a lot of things make me think of Elliot. Like, I can’t watch my Rocky Horror DVD or wear my Gaskarth beanie because they were birthday gifts. I’ve moved on, but once in a while I’ll remember something and this feeling of resentment and nostalgia hits me out of nowhere. Like now, waking up to find it’s relatively early has brought back semi-painful memories. It’s my own fault for being so sentimental but man, this is crazy annoying.
EDIT: This camera angle makes my boobs look way bigger than they really are. Yay deceptive webcam photos!