If you really want to...

I have to clean the sink in the kitchen today. The water-lock in it. A part of me is thrilled because it means I'm allowed to pick stuff apart and the other part remembers what happened the last time I tried something like this with the bathroom sink. I'll get back to you on this...

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows, only time?
And who can say if your love grows,
As your hearth chose, only time?

Porridge has to be the most underestimated food there is. I mean it looks really disgusting - mostly just a goo of some white or greyish colour and it doesn't smell like anything really. Yet... it's one of the most filling things you can eat and with the right additions (like raisins or syrup or my favourite - kiwi) it can be amazing.

Who can say why your heart sights,

As your live flies, only time?
And who can say why your heart cries
when your love lies, only time?

My eye is really swollen. The doctors say that it's an incapsuled sty and Mr. English says that it's some kind of rupture. The difference between these people is that the doctors have had some form of medical training (I hope) and Mr. Tea has had no such thing. Yet... he seems to be right more times than not, which is a bit creepy. We made a bet about it, but we didn't add anything the winner got for winning...

Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be ,in your heart?
and who can say when the day sleeps,
and the night keeps all your heart?
Night keeps all your heart...

My sleep is fucked up. There's just something wrong about going to sleep at 4:40am and then waking upp at 1pm. I don't know about you, but for me it brings a stiffness and a headache and a general "I'm-too-slow-to-do-anything"-thing. It's really annoying.