Jun 09, 2009 01:05
My first class was today. I was terrified. Now I am just tired.
There's a mysterious wet spot in the hallway. I think a pipe has busted underneath my floorboards.
Tomorrow: I must remember to call maintenance; tomorrow: I must go speak to my adviser.
A horrible humming noise is echoing throughout my apartment, it's resonating from my bedroom walls.
What am I suppose to say here? What am I suppose to do anymore?
I'm afraid that I'll fail.
I'm afraid that the wet spot is going to be the juices of something terrible that has decided to come up and get me. Or that it's going to take a week for them to repair.
I'm afraid my adviser will tell me as much as anyone there has told me: nothing.
I'm afraid the humming will go on forever.
And I'm just too tired to think about it. I know it's all ridiculous. I know I'm probably just insane.
affect, effect.
I'm just going to bed.