HAPPY NEW YEAR!
i'll blog, later.
yours truly valerie at 12:36 PM 0 extra thoughts
It's 3.25 A.M.
I'm supposed to wake up in about 3 hours.
Flight is at 9 tomorrow. Have to leave the house by 7 or so.
I think I've caught the Twilight Fever and I'm under this delusion that I'm a vampire and I don't require sleep.
I just don't feel like sleeping. I don't know why.
The thoughts, the vague emotions, they're all just slowly stirring.
It'll give me a reason to be anti social tomorrow evening.
So let me just post some photos up to brighten up my almost-emo blog.
yours truly valerie at 3:19 AM 0 extra thoughts
I'm an unbelievable contradiction.
Even I still surprise myself.
I'm so not looking forward to tomorrow.
yours truly valerie at 11:05 PM 0 extra thoughts
I wanted to blog a proper entry...then I yawned.
I guess it's not a good time to upload photos and babble.
Why does my favorite TV character have to remind me of you?
In and out of my head, and still wondering at times, what if.
So many thoughts yet I feel stifled.
sleep.
yours truly valerie at 12:24 AM 0 extra thoughts
Why do I even bother when in the end, you'll just do something that will just inconsiderately snap my patience and piss me off? I hate conflicts, so I'm usually the first one to compromise, to accommodate, to tolerate. But that doesn't mean I'm a saint either and I hate it when I've invested feelings and it's simply disregarded. Response to this conflict? Exit.
If attempts to be nice is futile, then indifference it is. I'm irritated. I'll go sleep.
Don't ask. I just had to get that off my chest.
yours truly valerie at 11:53 PM 0 extra thoughts
I wish someone would just know and understand...
sans all the explanation.
yours truly valerie at 2:21 AM 0 extra thoughts
A brush of cold wind, then
an enveloping warmth
Hard, gripping
Feelings on a chokehold
One. Two. Three.
Dead space in between.
And, It Lingers.
I'm Here. Then I'm Not.
Misstep and fall.
Thought I heard You call.
It's just the wind.
25 minutes. Time.
It'll pass, but I'll remain
in the same moment.
Everything's just part of the scenery.
You, Me, Them.
yours truly valerie at 10:44 PM 0 extra thoughts
yours truly valerie at 12:54 AM 0 extra thoughts
Biz Law was so not fun. I did not finish. I probably wrote crap for a significant part of it.
Considering it's 80% of the total grade, I'm expectedly doomed.
It's COM 204 tomorrow. Then it's FREEDOM.
I declare tomorrow as INDEPENDENCE DAY.
I should be studying. Instead I'm addicted to GeoChallenge.
I should have never clicked that button. Curiosity killed the cat.
I'm sick of writing. I've probably written kilometres worth of writing for the past 5 Exams.
I'll add in another kilometre tomorrow. If I get my lead right that is. I'm shit scared I'll screw up my lead. I'll go chiong my theory tomorrow to salvage it. Salvage. I've been using that term a lot lately. I guess most aspects of my life need 'saving'. Academically yes. I'll deal with the rest later.
After tomorrow's paper, all I'll probably want to do is go back home, watch TV and SLEEP and immerse myself in bimbotic magazines. Yes, life will be sweet.
I was reading through my Biz Law Notes on the train today, when the train stopped at Dover.
Then I heard a mother ask, "Where's Moses?"
I turned to look and I saw 4 little boys holding hands and scurrying towards their mom.
I wondered what the rest were named. Maybe, Elijah? Abraham?
Then one boy stepped on my bare toe.
In my mind, I named his Judas.
Grrr.
yours truly valerie at 12:44 AM 0 extra thoughts
COM 203 is officially out of my life! (for now, as it'll come back to haunt me when I see my results). Just as I expected, I did not know A LOT. About 20 marks gone down the drain. I'm placing all my hopes on the 2 research essays, research which was done just a few hours before the exam. Procrastination should be one of the 7 deadly sins. Wait, it already is. It's SLOTH.
But whatever. It's over.
Well, there's still Business Law. 80% of my grade is based on tomorrows performance. If I survive tomorrow, I can survive anything.
I watched Gossip Girl while eating prata. Not that you need to know.
Tort! Here I come.
yours truly valerie at 9:26 PM 0 extra thoughts
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