The benefits of insomnia

So I don't have insomnia. Although maybe I do now... I'll let you know. For tonight I can't sleep and so I decided to let my mind run for a bit, the first thing I thought of was that I should start running, some good mental connections there... But then I started thinking about what I wanted to do and then that started me thinking on just what I as a Tim wanted. Which was enjoyable, in a short space thinking I was able to learn about myself, finding that my most charged moments are when I'm with others. That I as me want companianship, that is just one of the things I learnt and if I from one restless night can learn a few things insomniacs should surely be the happiest people on earth. They would know exactly what they want and could set their days towards that and therefore achieve happyness. I think that's cool maybe just me.

Also doing this in the dark on my phone and a bug crawled on me, to summarise, spasm.

Feed me

I'm beginning to discover what happens when you don't eat and I really don't recommend you do the same. I have unintentionally not eaten properly for 24 hours. No time for breakfast because of an early start at music centre and last night dinner consisted of cheese and biscuits which is not my favourite thing so my stomach is empty. This I don't mind for a short while before a meal, it just makes you enjoy it all the more, but after waking up starving and not then eating for almost five hours, it begins to be rather uncomfortable. I believe that our stomachs might just have developed conscious thought, enough that they can be bored. When they become bored because they have nothing to digest they decide to digest themself leaving whoever is in possesion of said stomach with an empty nawing making their hunger all the worse. Not fun. I have to say whatever is my lunch today will be best lunch I have had in a while so cook extra because there is no doubt I will have seconds.

Take The Time

You ever had plans that just don't happen? Maybe you are meeting up with a friend and they cancel or one of your classes isn't on. You may decide to stay at home and do some work or watch rubbish on television, don't. You have been given some free time, if you had the option of doing said work at another time, still do it at that time. Not now, not when you have free time. No, take this time for yourself and go relax. Leave your house with nothing but a bit of money, buy a book and a coffee perhaps and just read. I have found it to be remarkable, the tranquillity of spending time with yourself. You may laugh at the stereotypical outcast in the corner with a book, perhaps they know something you don't.
I'm not meaning to sound like some kind of self help book here or something, I only mean that it is actually just nice, purposelessness is a good thing in bite size chunks. So remember take your free time and be free.

Hunger Days, Procrastination and Salvation

I wonder if it's possible, that if you eat enough food your skin will split and your insides will erupt from crack. I think that I may soon find out as I find myself unable to believe how much food I have consumed and still feel the need for more. Porridge, cereal and yoghurt, tomato soup (Heinz of course) with croutons, ice cream, yoghurt and cake. Quite ridiculous don't you think? My stomach is growling for it's next offering, beckoning an attempt to fill the gap. However, what it won't be expecting is my Mum's home cooked dinner so I'm feeling a victory will arrive soon.  I must say my hunger has shaped my day, leading me to re-watch the Hunger Games which I find to be an excellent film and a great representation of the themes from the book. Speaking of the books, I finished them the other day, feeling a re-read soon. I was literally craving more pages once my eyes reached the bottom of the last, knocked out any plans for the evening as everything seemed so meagre in comparison. Not reading the books would be an offence that should be punished by your own trip into the arena. Especially if you enjoyed the movie, or even if you didn't, the books are enthralling, literally drawing you into Panem.
Enough reviewing I think, it's just me procrastinating, in fact this whole blog is just procrastination. However I have a new theory on procrastination. When procrastinating, one is doing other things to prevent themselves from doing something they should be doing which is less preferable than said activities. My thoughts are that while you are procrastinating you are fully aware that you should in fact be doing the important uninteresting thing, therefore your mind is constantly on the task you are supposed to be doing so that when you come to do the task you actually do it in a lot shorter time than it would had you started instead of procrastinating. Therefore procrastinating is in fact helpful, unless of course you procrastinate past the deadline... Oh well French controlled assessment I have procrastinated all weekend, you won't know what hit you.

Today is the day of my salvation and of a new challenge. Today my bedroom will be vacated allowing me to sleep in my own bed tonight. If it isn't cloud-like in its comfort my expectations will be shattered and it may well break me... okay maybe not but I'll be disappointed. However I shan't be able to enjoy it too much as my Spanish Exchange arrives today. Mildly worried but I think we'll be okay as I have already met him in spain and we like the same things so it should be fun. Maybe a bit of awkwardness but the battle plan is to go out with everyone else on the exchange so it's less awkward for both of us. We shall see, if I die I'll let you know.

Adventures from an air mattress II

Still on the floor here... got over the uncomfortableness, although still looking forward to my bed again. However I have discovered a new thing about bedroom squatting, not only do you not have cupboard and drawer space, which is fair enough, you are not allowed to put your clean clothes on the unused sofa covered in miscellaneous objects. According to the rulebook, laid down by my oh so clever brother, they belong on the floor with you. Excellent. The floor is now, a bed, a guitar stand, bookshelf, cupboard and laundry basket. Nice...
Although I have chosen to rebel and continue using the sofa, I wonder what wrath I may ensue, hoping for banishment.

An Unattached Return

I have returned... Once more in the familiar surroundings of school. Routine is again what I follow. The excitement of the holidays has hold of me attempting to pull me back in, I too unable to let go find that school is seeming like a strange activity to me. Familiar yet wrong. As if I am watching myself go through it, all happening to me, yet time seems to be carrying me not travelling with me. Depositing me at the end of the day before I have taken in my surroundings. I have caught post holiday madness, oh well...

Bookstores... April 3rd

Oh bookstore why do you confuse me? I have a number of points to address. My first point, you are cold; Leaving the doors open on a rainy day is not cool. My third point is that your stocking system is clearly flawed and I can only assume it is due to human error as I know that computers can count. Inside you have at least twenty of the first book of the hunger games, excellent, brilliant even, 
perhaps this is borderline wonderful. As well as this joyous fact you also have a good ten or fifteen of the third one, great to know when I get there I can finish the series however, I can't. You have not a single copy of the second book. So I couldn't buy it from you! I'm not exactly being difficult, it goes first, SECOND, third! Rant over but as an additional point you may have noticed I didn't give you a second point, see how it feels.