Feb 12, 2007 03:53
At the present time I can only think of one person who may possibly read this, so I am tempted to just direct this entry at them. However, that may fall under "Creepy", which I am not, so therefore, this entry will remain audience neutral.
School life is in fucking turmoil. I suck. Real bad. I have high aspirations, but do not have the motivation or passion to achieve those aspirations. It is less than 4 hours until I have class, yet am awake, and cannot sleep because of earlier coffee consumption. Motherfucker.
I miss people.
I do miss the days when I thought that money shortages could be cured by printing more.
I'm really cold.
I feel really sick.
I'm hating the time being.
Why am I writing in this, after such a long hiatus?
Nostalgia.