I've liken it to hunger. But really, it's nothing more than that. Nothing to do with deciding what i want to eat or to even eat at all. It's only hunger, a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I felt like it has been a long time since i was home. The thing about having your own room is that you actually get attached to it. My bed. Watching movies in bed with the lights out. Typing in bed with the lights out. Now that i think of it, it has everything to do with my bed, and my laptop. Bed + laptop = my life.

I love my bed but i had been having difficulty falling asleep, again. I felt like i forgot how to fall asleep. When it wasn't just one night, i started to panic that i'd never remember how to sleep again. Which i did because yst i was soooo exhausted after all the lack of sleep in general and the going out and the giving tuition and the partying all in one day..... ok the point is i slept. I slept. Sleeping is easily one of the best feeling in the world.