Hum dee hum.
one more week and everything's over. ...ö
...and I get that tiny little nagging feeling at the back of my mind again.
that somehow, when I'm not chug-a-lugging Red Bull/Lipovitan/Bacchus (which really SUCKS, as I may already have mentioned :D), juggling x projects/papers/deadlines at the same time with x inversely proportional to t, time allotted, I can't escape that tiny, empty feeling.
Right now I'm not really doing anything. Well, I should be doing something, but it isn't something I can't cram until later. So in short, I'm a bit relaxed, if you can call it that. A breather in the hectic, repetitive, meaningless little life of me. Too relaxed that thoughts have too much space in my head to bounce around and echo into a silent cacophony, nagging, nagging, nagging.
...it's too quiet.
there is nothing to do. nothing to occupy the time of this anonymous little drone so she can stop entertaining a myriad little thoughts.
mundane. mundane. mundane.
boring. boring. boring.
hum dee hum. there must be SOMETHING to look forward to.XP
theHERETICisIN.
o come, all ye faithful.