I can't sleep

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It is 12:55 am tomorrow morning.

I swallowed too many peppers this evening. They are still warming my stomach. My hotpot had pig brain and intestines in it. I'm sorry, but that is too much.


This year I will have taken 15 flights. That is a lot. Portland to Phoenix. Phoenix to Portland. Portland to Sacramento. Sacramento to Portland. Sea-Tac to Irvine. Irvine to Sea-Tac. Sea-Tac to Albuquerque. Albuquerque to Sea-Tac. Sea-Tac to Beijing. Beijing to Xi'an. Chengdu to Lhasa. Lhasa to Chengdu. Chengdu to Shanghai. Shanghai to Beijing. Beijing to Sea-Tac. I have also taken a lot of trains, and a lot of buses, and a lot of taxis. This has been a year of transportation.


I think that instead of sleeping now, I am going to work on my essay for Sino-American Relations. Then, I can sleep late tomorrow and not work on my essay tomorrow (actually, later today).


I hate finals week, whatever country I am in.

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