rip.

After 7 hours of non-stop criminal problem questions, I'm on vegetable-wall-staring-mode again.

Anyways, I had a fun work out today. I realized the following:

I'm trying really hard to think like 

but I'm training so hard so that in about 2 months I look like

Or more specifically:

so I can eventually:

ya. I know. 

The truth is, I'll probably kill myself in the meanwhile. I wish I could allow for consideration. I can't. I'm not made that way right now. I'm going to bed because tomorrow I have an even busier day.

Sunday, notFunday anymore. 

my chinese flatmate is fighting with an unknown party so loudly that it makes me wanna take his unwashed dishes, throw them out the window and hide his rice-cooker. 

won't.

on such cozy thoughts, goooooodnight.