asleep man typing

as opening night comes closer and closer, so do the stuff to learn are getting tougher and tougher. quite interesting how varied the reactions are. and it does not help that there are other things to think about.

or maybe it does.
take finance for example. i think i just failed that exam but history is on its way in a few hours. let's just say i did not quite start the year right academics-wise. and hope it ends there. 'cause i promise to work harder this time around.

and start appreciating those 730am classes or those my-sole-class-during-mondays-wednesdays-fridays theology classes.

yes, maybe they do help. [and since this is on to something good, they won't call me rationalizing] tough. and i hope i'm not wrong with this premature forecast that things are starting to get more bland. or maybe i'm becoming less tasteful.

don't karl. it's just the 230am you talking

lisnin to Marvin Gaye
sortof readin thoughts on justice
feelin kinda cold. aids' airconditioning i guess. and i just realized, every time i see r2d2 on a spacecraft, his head exposed to the elements, i feel cold too. for him, i guess. and this ain't the 230am me talking, it just does. but droids shouldn't know.

and maybe that's why we ought to feel for them
hush karl. too late for that