stop me and steal my breath.
It has been a long week of many happenings, and I feel tired. Not in the way that I need sleep ( though I probabaly could ) but in a different way. I feel that I find uncertainty in all that surrounds me that I found to be familiar before.
Oh dear. The evergrowing bog is... well... evergrowing.
Tomorow marks the beginning of quite the hectic seven days.
Bwagughahubla.
Tomorow = Calculus Test.
Monday = Chemistry Test.
Wednesday = Mathematics Provincial.
Friday = Biology Midterm.
tiny molecular vapours creep down my window and collect in a thin speckled moat. Thoughts and images send me careening within the walls that make up my room.
Oh dear. The evergrowing bog is... well... evergrowing.
Tomorow marks the beginning of quite the hectic seven days.
Bwagughahubla.
Tomorow = Calculus Test.
Monday = Chemistry Test.
Wednesday = Mathematics Provincial.
Friday = Biology Midterm.
tiny molecular vapours creep down my window and collect in a thin speckled moat. Thoughts and images send me careening within the walls that make up my room.