I felt light last night. After overdosing a little from cough syrup because I thought that, at least that way, I wouldn't have to cry myself to sleep.

It became all oozy as I lay on my bed. Tears streamed down over the tip of my nose, the corner of my lips, and eventually falling onto the pillow. I felt myself falling asleep, almost like I could see it. And then I opened my eyes. The room was dark, but it seemed bright, with whatever light was peeking through. I covered my eyes with my coldcold (coco) pillow. I drifted in and out of sleep last night. It was uncomfortable. My eyes were so tired from the crying. My pillow wet from the tears.
Though, I didn't think of anything. No flashbacks of the things we did together, no thoughts at all. The only thing I remember from last night was how light I felt, and how I felt like I could see myself drifting in and out of sleep.

Weiling came home. I told her to turn on the aircon because it was starting to get hot. I fell asleep the next second. By the time I woke up, it was 12ish. She forgot to turn off the aircon. I walked over to turn it off and went back to sleep.

6.15am. Alarm rang. Snoozed. Back to bed. I heard every single one of the alarms. And snoozed every single one of them. I woke up finally, at 8am.