It's Monday morning now. For the last few days, I have put off my homework...my work that I am supposed to do. I have an essay due tomorrow (the solitude one, omg). I need to read an entire book...something by Plato. Ouch, I just remembered that...and I have to finish this program for comp sci. Alas! I can feel a dark dark pit pull me down in my stomach.

Speaking of which, food nowadays has lost its usual bright flavor. Could this be a symptom of an oncoming illness? I don't know...I hope not. Yesterday at the dinner (at which I ate little...usually I went, "no no, no more for me. thanks."), my grandmother commented again how thin I had gotten. How my face used to be round like my dad's, but now it was becoming narrow.
It's true in a way. If I don't feel like eating, I don't eat. If I don't have time to eat, I don't eat. If I don't have money buy food to eat, I don't eat. I tend to ignore any pangs of hunger. The longest duration without food during my waking hours may be about five to six hours. Well, that's not that bad. Agh, yet this is not the person I want to be.
I dragged myself to breakfast today. I think I have about 63 meals left on my card. About this time I am supposed to have about 45 meals. My roommate Jennifer has more than I do...but it's mostly because she eats out all the time. As for me, ooooh I simply don't eat. I ate a whole waffle today from the DC. Agh, procrastination on food too. :p

My absentee ballot still sits on the sliding thingie on my desk. I am supposed to vote. I just haven't been very politically informed. Maybe last week, I should have watched SNL. Then again...I haven't watched TV for almost a month now. Yet...it doesn't feel like I have been deprived of anything. Not quite yet...not yet.

I think I am going to procrastinate some more.