Of the Last Day

Please let it all be over soon.

I haven't studied for Ethics yet.
My thesis's revisions aren't done yet.

Lord, help me.

Of Patience.

I am seriously waiting for this week to end.

SERIOUSLY.

Of Secrets.

I lied.
Don't you realize he looks like you?

Of Papers.

I can't believe it's been taking me three days to do a paper. I usually get it done on time. And yet this time, I can't seem to think of anything decent to write.

Add to that the fact that the professor who has required the paper is the Dean of our college. And I'm two days behind schedule. &^@%#. :|

Of 3:00AM surprises and synthesis papers.

Our conversation was a pleasant surprise....







...and a very great addition to my synthesis paper in existentialism.

Thank you. :)
You just made my day :)

Of Sleepless Nights

Yes. I'm again deprived of sleep. Hell week. Finals.

I'm not done with the effin Phenomenology paper and I still have to study for Hermeneutics. What a crappy night.

Of Secrets.

I can't tell anybody how much I'm starting to like you too much...




...too much to the point that it's scaring even me. :|