my lack thereof
Awhile ago my fingers were itchy to get to get to the keyboard and write. I always have this feeling were I feel so emo all of a sudden that I wish I could capture everything in words and just write them down. But when I’m already in front of the monitor it just vanishes and I could only write down traces of them. That frustrates the hell out of me.
Well, it’s sembreak tomorrow. Actually, it’s no-break for me. I still have to go back to school and coach my kid for the upcoming spelling PRISAA.
Then there’s the upcoming Compre January of next year. I still have two INC’s to comply before I could register for the exam. I’m embarrassed to death in approaching my professors. I can’t concentrate very well with the review because my INC’s are bugging me the whole time. Not a day passes without my thinking about it.
I hate to talk about other people but my roommate’s such bother. Every night she goes out in the terrace and have a jerk-off session with my high school classmate. She’s bragging that she has many boyfriends and always points out my lack thereof. Should I tell her to go to hell or should I just shut my mouth up? Anyhoo, I could do both.
I’m getting older…
