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One more day to seeing my family!

As I'm writing this, it's technically Friday already, but it's still Thursday night for me.

Pretty much wasted the whole day.

Perhaps it was the masturbation this early morning and lack of exercise that made me feel weak, without energy. Just wanted to stay in bed till as late as possible.

Got up, had some biscuits and coffee, and continued sleeping.

Woke up, washed up and went out for lunch. Went to the same Jolly cafe again, had a beef burger, fries and a cup of Flat White.

Came home, and spent the whole afternoon, literally, looking at profiles on Jack'D. It's getting a little bit extreme.

No sex involved. No intention for sex. I guess I am just really lonely, just want to have someone to chat with me. Just want to know someone, and hopefully that someone will cheer me up, will interest me, and bring me out from all these.

Cooked brown rice, steamed 2 beaten eggs. That's my dinner.

Went to the church and played some songs for like an hour.

Just skyped my mum and sis for like an hour. My parents and my two sisters are coming to Sydney tomorrow night!

I'm excited but also stressed. I'm worried that I won't be able to be 'hyper'. What if I am still worrying? Will I affect their mood? Will I be able to bring happy feelings to them?

I will also have to tell them I am actually taking a break this semester. Will they be shocked and worried?

Hopefully tonight will be a good night's sleep. Need to buy some pillows, facial tissue, etc. for them. Need to collect my trial contact lens if possible. Need to go gym to run to sweat. And have to pick them up at the airport at night.

Will try to get time to post every night if possible.

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