I'm still busy typing away at stuff until Friday, but until then I think it's important that I keep in touch so people won't think I'm dead and start to fight over things I've lent them.
Let's see, I had my design presentation on Saturday. Before then, I was busy finishing off my A1 boards and my A5 design journal and subsquently I was up for about 48 hours straight, save a couple of micronaps while other people were presenting. I didn't feel like sleeping much until sometime in the afternoon when all the caffeine I had consumed was starting to wear off, but I recovered in time to present.
Afterwards I believe my sleeping schedule was something along the lines of:
- Saturday night, 8.30 - 12.30
- Sunday morning, 1.30 - 5.10
- Sunday morning, 5.20 - 2.00pm
- Sunday afternoon, 5.00 - 7.00
By the end of it I wasn't completely sure what day it was. Every day seemed like Sunday to me. Unfortunately I compared notes with other people in my class and someone had beaten me by sleeping a full 24 hours straight, her parents thought she had lapsed into some sort of coma.
I think that's all the time I have for the now, will update in the not too distant future with a proper match report. In the meantime let me dazzle you with the random stuff I've been doing these past few weeks.
Note to future self: wake up on time, especially when people are waiting on you. I could give you advice on things like the importance of wearing sunscreen, but this is probably just as important if you don't wish to look and feel like an idiot.
I usually have two devices that help me wake up when I should: the usual trusty alarm clock and the timer function on my radio. The trouble with this set up is that I have subconsciously learnt to override them. On this occasion I managed to switch the alarm off along with the snooze, then proceeded to use the radio to send myself back to sleep. The solution would be to get another alarm clock and place it somewhere else so I actually have to get out of bed, but then I'm afraid I might develop a sleepwalking routine where I switch off each of my fail safes and go back to bed.
Normally this doesn't matter too much but I was meant to go to a PR a fair way away and I don't exactly have the ability to teleport or wind back time. I guess I could easily blame them for setting such an early time... who gets up at 7am to play cards in the midst of the most prolonged heat wave we've seen in who knows how long? I could also blame my mobile phone for running out of battery rendering me completely impervious to communications, but really it's mostly my fault for enjoying my weekend sleepins a bit more than I should.
Here ends this note. Oh, one more thing future self: stop eating those cheap cup noodles from Aldi's. They may taste great, but they're probably very bad for you.