so lucky, so strong, so proud
God, I'm drained. I'm just sitting in my room with my papers spread out everywhere feeling depleted. One more final - tomorrow morning, philosophy - and then I'm home. I need to get out of here so badly. Residence is quiet, most everyone's gone, and even the cafeteria is closed now. My friend and I are going out for a quick dinner tonight, and then it's more studying, bed, exam and train ride home.
I'm in a weird mood, brought on by hunger, exhaustion and anticipation of my visit home, I think. I only listen to this song when I'm in this mood. It's not a bad feeling, it's just worn out. I'm worn out today. It's not stress so much as a reaction to stress.
I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. Food. Bed. Home. So close.
I'm in a weird mood, brought on by hunger, exhaustion and anticipation of my visit home, I think. I only listen to this song when I'm in this mood. It's not a bad feeling, it's just worn out. I'm worn out today. It's not stress so much as a reaction to stress.
I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. Food. Bed. Home. So close.