I made the mistake of going to bed too early and now it's midnight and I cannot sleep. I'm really headachey and I started having some palpitations which I'm self diagnosing as progesterone withdrawal. I attempted some Terry Eagleton then gave up and resorted to Sex and the City. (I'm waiting for it to load right now.)
Jian Wei finds out if he'll be accepted for the BA at St. Martin's tomorrow: a straightforward answer that has the potential to change everything. I don't envy the instability of his current situation. (I am very averse to change.) I just hope so much that, whatever the outcome, he'll ultimately be happy.
I always end up thinking about China when I can't sleep. In fact, I first created a blog in anticipation of my experiences, only to discover upon arrival in 中国, that it is illegal to express opinion and therefore my blog was completely inaccessible. Which is highly ironic as those six months were quite probably the only times in which I actually felt I had something to say. But the main points are that I miss all the experiences that China bestowed on me and I want to go back some day.
Ta ta for now. x
