Dormancy

I had a very fulfiling weekend, which casused me to sleep in for 13 hours in the end. I went clubbing with all the dance sport buddies in Park Hyatt till 2am; then I worked till 1am on the following day. On Sunday morning, I looked into a mirrior and saw a dull face with pimple crept all over. My tears were running out from my eye frames while I was reading Macromedia tutorial material online. By four o'clock, I was too drowsy to stay up anymore. By the time I woke up, it was already a quarter to tweleve. I missed my Sunday dance class, calling grandma, and informing my ALG group. Without much thinking, which I could not think either, I turnt off the light and slept for another 6 hours.

Hot water was running from top to toes, I started another fresh week at 6 o'clock in the morning.