*yawns*
Okay, it's officially the 15th of March now.
Means I'm going to be stuck with Spanish for another semester. A big Yay! for me and my pathological(does that mean the same in english as it does in german?*confused*) inability to decide on what the [insert random word] I want to do with my life.
University is a big prison for the mind, yes it is. But I'm not going to elaborate on that at 3am, with a plotweasel on my mind, bribing me with stevie/xabi-dreams if I eventually make it to bed by now. (Well, I tell it, last night you said the same, and then it was only Sergio Ramos repeatedly passing me a ball. Which was weird. But not cool-weird, more kind of random-weird. Yes, even with Haareifen-Man. ...I'm trailing off again, just knew it. So much for promising not to write about/think of football so much. *le sigh*)
...No. No more writing now. Grammar goes away anyway. Must sleep.
Means I'm going to be stuck with Spanish for another semester. A big Yay! for me and my pathological(does that mean the same in english as it does in german?*confused*) inability to decide on what the [insert random word] I want to do with my life.
University is a big prison for the mind, yes it is. But I'm not going to elaborate on that at 3am, with a plotweasel on my mind, bribing me with stevie/xabi-dreams if I eventually make it to bed by now. (Well, I tell it, last night you said the same, and then it was only Sergio Ramos repeatedly passing me a ball. Which was weird. But not cool-weird, more kind of random-weird. Yes, even with Haareifen-Man. ...I'm trailing off again, just knew it. So much for promising not to write about/think of football so much. *le sigh*)
...No. No more writing now. Grammar goes away anyway. Must sleep.