I'm pooped I think I'm getting sick again. School is definitely overwhelming and I'm at a point of exhaustion. Whew.
On a side note, wouldn't it be cool when you sneezed you like moved away from your spot? like a jet pack? hmmm that's interesting...
I'm really unmotivated to be in school right now. I calculated how many more times I can fill up on gas before I officially hit 0. I like to learn, but the amount of things we need to regurgitate back on a white piece of paper is ridiculous.
Today was pretty adventurous. We ended up going to a random restaurant and it turned out great because they had live singing aka karaoke. There were some interesting art work. There was a park ranger involved somewhere along the day. And we saw some pretty exotic animals. I would love more days like these. (semi-planned but opened to unexpected turns)
I wonder if people think about you. Like even years, and years down. It's pretty flattering I think. I think about people all the time (people from grade school or even just some random stranger you chatted with at a bookstore or something) and wonder if they think about me, or have like forgotten who I was. Or even on campus, and you walk past someone and think, "mm yea I think his/her style" or "oh he/she smells good" or "man you're hawt!" or "oo you need some new shoes" or...well this could go on forever, but nonetheless if others are thinking the same thing about you, or even just thinking about you somewhere, sometime. Would reading people's mind be a power you'd want?
Once you've hit rock bottom you can only go up. It's NOT the end of the world, seriously, think about how your situation COULD really be the "end of the world".
I'm knocking out with Nyquil, (sigh) ready for the new week? I'm not quite sure, I'll try to be.
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