soundtrack: will and grace
i can finally breathe; it's finally over. today was the last day of lab.
last week was just stress and anger all rolled up into one. every night, somebody was yelling at somebody as joking turning into bitter words and silent studying in respectible corners. The exams went pretty well; i knew all of the material, let's just hope that i wrote everything that they wanted.
i ended up driving home late every night; i just didn't want to sleep on crispy's couch. and next semester, i won't have to. that's right, yours truly has recieved housing on campus for the spring semester. i don't know how i feel about moving back to the place that i detest so much, but it's away from home, right? and it's spring semester, which tends to go better for me than fall. actually, now that i think about it, this semester is the best fall semester that i have ever had here at umbc. i don't know; it's weird. liberating. just a couple more weeks and then it will be truly over.
i was really tired when i woke up this morning. even though i didn't want to, i dragged myself to the gym. this morning, an old friend was working the desk and ended up talking to him for an hour or so instead of doing my usual workout. talking bout people. bbq in particular. am i always the last one to know? well... i am always the last one to know. original tried to tell me earlier last week, but i shut her out, humming loudly and sticking my thumbs in my ears. ignorance after all is bliss, right? my unconsciousness was telling me a different story; a dream of bbq sobbing about how nobody loved him and me fumbling around in a useless manner. so today, old friend was telling me about how bbq's breakup was old news. like last spring semester old news. like my unconsciousness, i'm confused and i don't know what to do with this information. i have other thiings on my mind now.
i'll call him magic hands because his hands work magic on my back. stress had caused the muscles in my back to just tie up in knots. he offered to give me a massage and i accepted. his generosity towards everybody that he meets is what takes me by surprise. whatever i need, he gives me. do i deserve this? i don't know.
what i do know is that i'm done for the rest of this week. gonna go to school tomorrow, play some pool, go to biochem lecture and then go watch a movie with the crew. but before that? sleep. of course. precious sleep.
peace. and goodnight.
i can finally breathe; it's finally over. today was the last day of lab.
last week was just stress and anger all rolled up into one. every night, somebody was yelling at somebody as joking turning into bitter words and silent studying in respectible corners. The exams went pretty well; i knew all of the material, let's just hope that i wrote everything that they wanted.
i ended up driving home late every night; i just didn't want to sleep on crispy's couch. and next semester, i won't have to. that's right, yours truly has recieved housing on campus for the spring semester. i don't know how i feel about moving back to the place that i detest so much, but it's away from home, right? and it's spring semester, which tends to go better for me than fall. actually, now that i think about it, this semester is the best fall semester that i have ever had here at umbc. i don't know; it's weird. liberating. just a couple more weeks and then it will be truly over.
i was really tired when i woke up this morning. even though i didn't want to, i dragged myself to the gym. this morning, an old friend was working the desk and ended up talking to him for an hour or so instead of doing my usual workout. talking bout people. bbq in particular. am i always the last one to know? well... i am always the last one to know. original tried to tell me earlier last week, but i shut her out, humming loudly and sticking my thumbs in my ears. ignorance after all is bliss, right? my unconsciousness was telling me a different story; a dream of bbq sobbing about how nobody loved him and me fumbling around in a useless manner. so today, old friend was telling me about how bbq's breakup was old news. like last spring semester old news. like my unconsciousness, i'm confused and i don't know what to do with this information. i have other thiings on my mind now.
i'll call him magic hands because his hands work magic on my back. stress had caused the muscles in my back to just tie up in knots. he offered to give me a massage and i accepted. his generosity towards everybody that he meets is what takes me by surprise. whatever i need, he gives me. do i deserve this? i don't know.
what i do know is that i'm done for the rest of this week. gonna go to school tomorrow, play some pool, go to biochem lecture and then go watch a movie with the crew. but before that? sleep. of course. precious sleep.
peace. and goodnight.
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