Friday was a good day. I should write about friday ( Read more... )

There's a different kind of quiet that comes over me in times like these. I'm not sad or depressed, although I keep to myself. I spend this time contemplating what I've experienced. It's a rich kind of silence that you hold within yourself, a kind of silence that is hard to express using words. I'm always like this after reading a good book for the ( Read more... )

Today was full of stress because of the 121 quiz. I barely slept the night before and also had to finish a proposal Tin wanted revised for Watson's. Needless to say, I was tired, pissed, frustrated and moody (because of excessive caffeine intake) for much of the day ( Read more... )