A Perfected World

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

It is indeed and i am burning.

The attack of the killer lazy germs has hit hard. *ooof* It has gotten so bad that K fell into the hyponotic trance of slumber even when almost dued work called out in desperation. *sniffles* Can't believe that she fell asleep, woke up for barely 2 hours and fell asleep again. Only to wake up this morning with an overwhelming sensation of what seemed to be a panic attack. So she sits in front of her bloody screwy computer in a fervent attempt to rush an essay that isn't even supposed to be due till April 10th or so she soon realised. Bleh. It is now 9.45pm and a wave of relief overcomes her. Finally done. But yet to be edited. Presentation tmr and a whole loadsa other shit left undone. School is a living hell.

And she reaches over to switch on her msn.

*shrugs* This is the result of too much essay writing...VERBAL VOMIT *pukes* I really HATE this semester. And i mean HATE. *growls* Too much to handle and too llittle time. *sigh* What do you want from me really? Please...just let me go. Time is the only thing i want now. Only that it is not a given.

I am on the brink of madness.
On top of who i already am.
Surrendering to the cruelness of time.
And the laughter of toyed emotions.

she spoke at
9:32 PM