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I feel airy because my head has nothing inside. Much like this rabbit, waiting for its head to dry...
Thursday, December 2, 2010Y
a semi conclusion for this disastrous semester

Sometimes when you feel like you're floating 1 inch off the ground, like God has opened a fraction of his door to welcome your enlightenment...Wake up! You're just stressed out and haven't had a decent sleep in days and one fraction away from being in a car accident. So get some sleep girl!

Strange as it sounds, I began to appreciate the value of my life when I almost fell asleep when walking home one night. Wobbling unsteadily in my hazing state of mind as I walked in an imaginary curvy line that almost had me falling of the pavement onto the road. Life this semester is absolute 'DREADITUDE'! My only consolation is in my decent memory and my writing skills that have somehow saved my skin many a times. I just hope they will continue to rescue the rest of my grades from the brink of despair.

ends at 12:28 AM