0010: "It seems like yesterday but I'm still a world away..."
Somehow everything fails to make sense after a hangover. And after someone's done a mindfuck on one's brain.
Iliad Reader's Theater = done. Thank god. Best line: " | He hurtled on, | driving legs | and knees. | " Not that we said it like that or anything. Being a chorus member is dehydrating.
If any Graviton people are reading this, we have a Bio Problem Set (found at the BayoPisay06 yahoo group) due on Wednesday and a Physics Problem Set due on Tuesday. I think we also need the first aid kit and triangular bandage on Thursday.
I feel throughly mindfucked, and I don't know who to blame for this.
English. Let's blame English class.
Please tell me that Scholarship Meeting will cut into English. I really don't want to see her again.
***
"I've never liked the surprises life's given me, and I know he'll never look at me that way. But I need to find other reasons to live again, other than to see him smile." - from Musings: Starting (the thing I wrote for LifeSci)
Yes. I know life isn't just worth one person, but to me he is my life, and nothing else will suffice. It's stupid, how just a smile from him makes me internally happy for the whole day. It's stupid, because this love is irrational and unrequited, and the only thing that should be done with it is to be thrown away and forgotten.
Yet I persist in loving him, and this is probably why my grades in Physics, Econ, and Math are dying. Hopefully I didn't fail any subject, so that I can just pick up my report card myself and hide it from my parents for as long as possible.
Expense log thing next week. Sir will find out that I have an inefficient unexplainable love for potato chips.
Iliad Reader's Theater = done. Thank god. Best line: " | He hurtled on, | driving legs | and knees. | " Not that we said it like that or anything. Being a chorus member is dehydrating.
If any Graviton people are reading this, we have a Bio Problem Set (found at the BayoPisay06 yahoo group) due on Wednesday and a Physics Problem Set due on Tuesday. I think we also need the first aid kit and triangular bandage on Thursday.
I feel throughly mindfucked, and I don't know who to blame for this.
English. Let's blame English class.
Please tell me that Scholarship Meeting will cut into English. I really don't want to see her again.
***
"I've never liked the surprises life's given me, and I know he'll never look at me that way. But I need to find other reasons to live again, other than to see him smile." - from Musings: Starting (the thing I wrote for LifeSci)
Yes. I know life isn't just worth one person, but to me he is my life, and nothing else will suffice. It's stupid, how just a smile from him makes me internally happy for the whole day. It's stupid, because this love is irrational and unrequited, and the only thing that should be done with it is to be thrown away and forgotten.
Yet I persist in loving him, and this is probably why my grades in Physics, Econ, and Math are dying. Hopefully I didn't fail any subject, so that I can just pick up my report card myself and hide it from my parents for as long as possible.
Expense log thing next week. Sir will find out that I have an inefficient unexplainable love for potato chips.