three sems, a quarter plus summer, eleven months of something, another semester, two months of something else, two and a half years of a newer thing, a blissful sixteen months and the new beginning of the life of someone important for someone who tries, and often fails, but is trying things out again
22 February 2007
Time in for Confusion?
On the first day of assignment, I found myself, at the middle of the day: sleepy, then anxious, then confused, then hella confused, and then somewhat progressive. Now I still have the vestiges of the confusion still a haze in my mind, so I guess all of this can be solved by one thing: sleep.
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