In the last 20 minutes I've scared my roommates by creeping up and whacking a saucepan and later blowing up a paper bag.
It's not strange behaviour for me; but the fact I've barely ventured out of house all week is.
I guess those two incidents were my way of letting the world (and my poor roommates) know that I'm still here; alive and well (ish).
So far this week has been very unproductive.
I've managed to venture out of my apartment 3 times or so, and I've been to one class all week.
On top of that I've run out of things to eat, not been to the gym since sometime last week, completed no uni assessments and done little housework.
Hopefully things start looking up; otherwise I'm going to have to permanently abandon the world and retreat to the darkness of my room.
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