Omghelpmeicantsleep.
The title says it all. I. Can't. Sleep. And, the best part is, I can't seem to force myself to do my stupid T&A essay, either. Perhaps I should skip the Finance review. Feeling abit emo and crappy now; it happens, late at night sometimes, especially when I read certain catalytic materials. And in these 2 (?) hours, I've somehow managed to write 4 poems. Woohoo. INSTEAD OF WRITING MY DAMN ESSAY. Seriously, I'll totally regret this in the morning. But well, I'll choose to believe that this catharsis thing really does work, and I'll wake up all bright and happy and ready for battle with the horrific T&A monster again.
Ugh, reading poems is not a good idea. It unleashes feelings, and memories, which have to go somewhere. Annddd obviously, it can't go into my essay, hah. Not posting any of those I wrote though; I'm not too fond of ridicule or a complete lack of reaction (due to horror or total apathy). Well nevermind, I think that those energies have been sufficiently channeled away, and so -
No more emo-ing. I shall get back to that darned essay, or, I shall go to sleep in the hope that I won't be too tired tomorrow to do said essay.
Or so she said.
:4:45 AM: :sugah~plum
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