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10-Minute Warning XXX

A quick update: My headache went away yesterday and I was able to finish my workload. Today, I had a lot of free time and I feel a bit dizzy, so I took a lot of naps. I mean, I took a nap after breakfast, and another nap in the afternoon. After the latter, I felt so tired and I hate it. Naps are supposed to energize my whole being during the day because I’m nocturnal. Damn it.

What else can I say here? Yesterday, after finishing my work early, I went to Oversight to write on my journal and drink their thirst-quenching house blend iced tea. After that, I went to see The Flash movie, and it was simply trippy and emotional. I might watch it again next week. And then I capped off my solo trip with a satisfying chicken quesadilla with cheese dip and a Coke Zero at Army Navy. (Before that, I have been craving for quesadilla for a week.)

And time’s up.

10-Minute Warning XXVIII

I have been feeling shitty for a week already. Thank you, my Dispatch and my journal, for making me remember to count the days. And today, that shitty feeling became worse because of something I did.

I can’t tell the long story, the specifics. All I can say is that I did something that is not really a big deal, but then I looked back at what I did and thought, “I think I fucked up.” I don’t know if (option A) my anxiety is just messing with me or (option B) if I truly fucked up. If I were to pick the lesser evil, I hope for option A.

I haven’t told my family about my current mental predicament. I may have told 2 friends about it. I think I should open up to my family soon – first, my brothers, and then my parents. I think they deserve to know.

Notes to Self V

I just reviewed my 2 previous posts here on The Dispatch, and… damn. I sound so depressing. And I’m still depressed, to be honest.

But let me change the mood somehow with this 60th post of The Dispatch and the 5th edition of Notes to Self! This is the blog segment where I usually quote something relevant from any form of media or from someone I know in real life. In this edition though, I simply want to remind my stupid self…