Woke at 5 this morning - entire bio clock's so irreversibly screwed. Mr. Ye's leaving again this morning, and I can't go cos of some stupid dumb lesson at 7.30am. Back to the old days of Skype and MSN again, I guess ... just sad - from many different reasons. Suddenly reminded of my first GP comprehension passage, about crowd poison. No idea why it popped into my head, but I scored PATHETICALLY for that one. Living each day as they pass, taking what's to come, getting swirled around in a whirlpool of troubles. Budget meeting this morning, can't go .. hope we get what we need for the coming year. Took a walk this morning, it was beautiful but just not in the mood to appreciate. Moon's down West, the rest of the sky's glittering with stars, and a horrid bird spoilt it all by giving me the creeps.

Just a song. A song about nothing. The melancholy is mesmesrizing.

Nothing unusual, nothing strange
close to nothing at all.
The same old scenario, the same old rain
and there's no explosions here.

Then something unusual, something strange
comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
did you see it disappear?

Amie come sit on my wall & read me a story of old
tell it like you still believe that the end of the century
brings a change for you and me.

Nothing unusua,l nothing's changed
just a little older that's all
You know when you've found it, that's something i've learned
'cause you feel it when they take it away hey hey

Then something unusual, something strange
comes from nothing at all.
But i'm not a miracle and you're not a saint,
just another soldier on a road to nowhere

Amie come sit on my wall & read me a story of old
tell it like you still believe that the end of the century
brings a change for you and me.

"Amie", by Damien Rice