Freaky friday
I can't believe it. I fell asleep! Around 11 pm, I was able to finish my reflection paper on death. I'm rather proud of it. Then I said, I would just lie down for an hour or so. Whatever Chill. Once I start saying that, realize that it's the end. So what time did I wake up but 530. I saw the light slowly creeping in the sky, and I can't help but curse myself and all the forces around me, blaming everything, when the only one responsible is me, myself and I. So what other choice do I have but to continue my work this morning until 830, where I have to insert taking a bath and skimming my psych notes on my schedule. Blech. Guess I have no choice but to use my free periods to finish my papers. That's why I don't like this room. It's so fucking tempting. My plans always go awry. Humph.
Men are unreasonable. Right Mars? *nods* But I'm not saying everyone is. Generalizing is unfair. Being fickle-minded isn't a good thing either, but should it be something that would be taken against a person? Everyone has flaws, everyone. Find me a person with no trace of one and I'll give everything I have (which isn't much to be a tempting offer), but I would.
I said I would but I can't. It's just not my thing to vent out what I feel about certain people on writing, as in aggressively talking about it, especially in a public blog. On my private blog maybe, but I'll think about it. The issue has been resolved though...well, I think it is or is it just my mind playing tricks? I had a pretty weird but sorta kinda realistic dream last night. A night of drinking, getting drunk, going to guys' bathrooms, ignoring people, tripping and slipping, old classmates, im-ing, talking over the internet phone, walking around the mall, escaping, going ahead, darkness. Those were practically the images that I can remember. It wasn't a pretty sight though. Then someone was pregnant. I think that came from an image of Britney being pregnant.
I can't believe I still have time to blog. But I'll always have time, even to do mundane things. I am such a freak. Oh well.
Men are unreasonable. Right Mars? *nods* But I'm not saying everyone is. Generalizing is unfair. Being fickle-minded isn't a good thing either, but should it be something that would be taken against a person? Everyone has flaws, everyone. Find me a person with no trace of one and I'll give everything I have (which isn't much to be a tempting offer), but I would.
I said I would but I can't. It's just not my thing to vent out what I feel about certain people on writing, as in aggressively talking about it, especially in a public blog. On my private blog maybe, but I'll think about it. The issue has been resolved though...well, I think it is or is it just my mind playing tricks? I had a pretty weird but sorta kinda realistic dream last night. A night of drinking, getting drunk, going to guys' bathrooms, ignoring people, tripping and slipping, old classmates, im-ing, talking over the internet phone, walking around the mall, escaping, going ahead, darkness. Those were practically the images that I can remember. It wasn't a pretty sight though. Then someone was pregnant. I think that came from an image of Britney being pregnant.
I can't believe I still have time to blog. But I'll always have time, even to do mundane things. I am such a freak. Oh well.
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9:31 AM
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