opera

i realize my hidden interest in opera is starting to peak. i have been listening to opera soundtracks for the better part of the past hour. it is so much more rejuvenating then a cup of coffee for me, sad. i haven't slept more than 8 hours for the past two days.

according to lee, i am nearing the edge of insanity. after my psychology final, i was relieved somewhat, knowing that tonight i will acquire more sleep. as i met up with lee, the hysteria began. we were chilling with louis prior to my final, which was already pretty crazy considering it is louis, my irish unsexy male clone. so i am prime for hysteria, well somewhat. but i as picked up lee at queen's park, the hysteria became full-blown.

i started to stomp my feet when i walk, while wiggling all over. my bones have been aching for the past few days, so it was like a really really warped stretching routine. on top of that, i lost control over my emotions, where even the slightest reaction from lee, i would burst into tear, not knowing the reason why. immediately afterwards, i would be able to laugh uncontrollably for a while. lee decided i needed treatment a.s.a.p., especially before i go to fellowship. he was freaking out over my reactions, i could tell. he treatment was that we would get some food in me, since i didn't have a proper lunch, and i was feeling a little hungry.

his idea was the harvey's treatment. so we went in to the harvey's at yonge and bloor, since it was closest to the subway station. lee ordered a hot dog combo for me. while we were waiting for the food, i told lee something that i thought of, on thursday, due to a certain... shall we say... family dispute. something that would happen to someone if lee truly got mad, its similar to the "hulk effect". in reality the thought was quite morbid, but attributing it to my hysteria, i bursted out into a fit of laughter. i have no control over this laugh, it just went on and on, until my stomach started to cramp.

while i was hysterically laughing my ass off, at an extremely morbid thought, my tear duct was like a flood gate that opened as wide as possible. tears started to stream down my face like niagara falls. near the end of it, i could barely see through my tear filled eyes, and i could barely stand due to the cramp building in my stomach. finally the indian lady behind the counter announced that my hot dog was ready. when she looked at my tear stained face and fading grin, she looked like as if she just saw the most insane person on the face of the planet, and that i look like i could be ready to do something out of this world and she is prepping herself with her hand on the emergency button. but sadly this did not happen, i semi-calmly picked the condiments, and headed to find a seat with lee. "dinner" was rather peaceful while i tried to calm down, and i slowly felt the fatigue of the past days creeping up on me.

after "dinner", lee and i headed our separate ways. i made it to church safely, though in an extremely exhasted state, had a blast at dinner with fellowship, laughed so hard my voice was hoarse. but all in all, today was rather eventful.

later days.