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Friday, February 20, 2009

ok seriously.
all the time i waste here trying to articulate my despair should have been put to better use, and all the energy i waste on emotions should have been channeled to school work as a form of productive distraction.

i know i know i know but it's difficult to dredge myself out from the pile of stinking temptation to procrastinate, i'm sinking and i have been sinking since god knows when, so i need more time to get my motor running. gawd, that in itself is a rationalisation. and i have more catching up to do than the rest.

why am i like that.


she's not here @

10:30 PM