It's a diary

Chapter 8 What to do?
So sleepy!so tired!what should I do!

I'm still as sleepy as ever, and I can't figure out why.Ever since I returned to Qingzhou from Beiyu, I couldn't stop dozing off. At first I thought it was physical fatigue caused by the long journey (which was actually not that long).

One day, two days, three or four days.It's still like this.

Not quite normal!
I couldn't help but start to think about whether this somewhat joking idea of ​​"Have I been poisoned by a hippopotamus" might be a fact.

After talking to Hippo, Hippo sent me a voice message of more than ten seconds, which contained only one word.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes..."

Am I sleepy again?

I do not know!

But I'm really sleepy, and it doesn't affect my daily life, that's all.But compared with the past, it is still obviously less energetic.

I have never been in the habit of napping, but now, I basically nap every day.

I came back from lunch, around 02 o'clock, and then slept until 30:[-].

I would lie down for a while when I came back in the afternoon, and fall asleep around ten o'clock in the evening.

But I'm not sure I'm asleep.

I seem to be woken up often by the sound of wind and footsteps.At noon, there are even more chaotic sounds outside: in addition to the sounds of going up and down stairs, the sound of the wind, and the sounds of unknown classes gathering to shout slogans, there are also a lot of frolicking sounds...

When I slept at night, I was also in a daze. It seemed like I was dreaming, but it seemed like I wasn't.

I no longer know.

I really want to buy a doll to hold.

I seem to need something to hold on to in order to sleep peacefully. Some people have said that this kind of behavior is a sign of a lack of security.

It makes sense if you think about it carefully. I am indeed a coward.

So it took me a while to break the habit of having to hold something to fall asleep.

However, I still feel like buying a doll.Tsk, it’s comfortable to pillow on and keeps you warm in winter.

I don’t know if I can buy it, because our rule is that only quilts, pillows, and school bags can be placed on the bed.

Nothing else will work, not just bottles, books, earphone charging cables.

Our boss gave us a trick, which is to stuff things under the pillow and into the quilt.Anyway, just cover it up so that the inspector can’t see it.

This is indeed a clever idea.

I started coding this journal at eight o'clock. I didn't post it until so late. It wasn't because I got stuck. (It’s easy to write down whatever comes to mind in a running account)
It's because a friend of mine sent me the mini program game "Sheep"

Woohoo, obsessed.

Although I still didn’t pass the second level.

Play despite being sleepy.

I'm still very sleepy now.

Tomorrow is the weekend.

I spent the first weekend in military training, the second weekend I went back to Beiyu, and this is the third week.

More or less, I feel bad about it.

I don’t know how to describe it, I seem to be a freak, born not to think about the best.

My ability to empathize is too strong, my mind is too delicate, and I am also sensitive... This leads to the fact that no matter what the situation, I will unconsciously think a lot about things.

This is even more true after getting sick.I originally thought that this time, just like the Mid-Autumn Festival, we would be allowed to go to class and get out of school early.

Not this time.

Maybe it's because it's just a weekend.

In the morning, I asked my mother to ask for leave.This way you can get your release slip and go out for the weekend.

By the way, my old classmate’s handwriting is really elegant!I almost couldn't tell, that's my name!
I want to go out for a visit and have a happy meal.

It’s okay not to be happy.

Every meal at school is hard to swallow, not that it tastes bad.I don’t know anymore... I don’t want to eat at all, but if I don’t eat, I’ll feel uncomfortable and dizzy.

I plan to visit the former residence of a great man of the Anti-Japanese War, then walk around the busiest streets in Qingzhou, and quietly listen to the sound of the wind...

I'm not sure whether it can be done. In my impression, the busiest streets in Beiyu are noisy all night long. I think this is the same everywhere.

But I have to be back before ten o'clock. My school is very remote, so I may not be able to see the busiest streets and the liveliest scenes.

After this weekend, another week.

In five days, it will be National Day.

Then I can go back again.

Speaking of which, I bought my train ticket back in advance.This seems to really put me at ease.

Next weekend, I want to ask my boss for two release slips, although I may not go out.

On the weekend next week, I want to go to a certain university and just stand at the school gate and take a look.

That university was a university where a teacher who was very good to me and had a profound impact on me once attended.

I was able to get out of Beiyu, apart from my own persistence and unwillingness, this teacher also deserves a lot of credit.

I still remember that day when I was just reviewing, everyone left the classroom. I don’t remember whether it was a physical education class or a computer class or which outdoor classes it was (actually, I remember, I just don’t want to say it yet)
I am the only one in the classroom!This is what patients are like.

The weather at that time was similar to now. I don't remember the exact date, but it must have been mid-to-late September.

The sun is very strong, especially at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

At that time, the glass in our classroom had not been replaced. It was the kind of light-proof glass with a certain color.

When the light comes in, it's not too hot, just a sense of peace and quiet.

Then I cried.

I don't remember why either.

Do you still need a reason to cry?"

I am a coward, and cowards are afraid of everything.

I said: "Because I like roses, I was pricked by the thorns that protect them. The tiny thorn stayed in my skin. I didn't think it mattered at first, but then it started to become inflamed and ulcerated. Whenever I tried to touch it, It will bleed out foul-smelling blood."

My mentor answered me this way: "Let's be brave, take some pain, pull out the thorn, and let it hurt enough at once, okay?"

I choked and nodded.

Although to this day, the thorn has not been pulled out.

The past is always worth pondering and recalling.

I don’t know what to say, I wish you all a happy weekend~
Let me show you the clouds today~
(End of this chapter)