July 5th, 2009
Dope
Lately, I have been bothered by the thought of not submitting stuff on time.
It seems to me that beating this week's deadlines would be impossible without divine intervention.
My time management is starting to get rusty. I won't be surprised if my academic complacency would crumble like Babylon by the end of the month.
It sucks, really, swimming your way to catch up on everything while your friends are currently on the freedom raft.
Well what's really funny, or should I say bothering, to see's that they could easily go with the flow without needing to row.
And I, after a day's work to make my arms sore, still can't get away from the shore.
How the hell do you guys do that?
A hand, please?
On other thoughts, the internet's really not on itself lately and I find myself getting dragged to the lag.
And evuhrytime I look at other thangs in my room, aside from the scuh-reen, they'd turn hazy.
Baaaaaaaaaaah.
Me-me nut on drugs, or on a-h-nything thut would methamphetamine-ize me or sumetheeng.
I juz needsta stop watching the download bar progressssssss...ssss.
Shit. I should just start looking at my notes instead.
