3:53 am

good morning world, ive had obscene amount of coffe in the past 48 hours. soon, the majority of my finals will come to a close and I will once again, reside in the world of the semi-insane, as opposed to the bat-poop crazy world ive been living in.

YAY i finished my story, for the most part. Theres and epilogue ill work through and of course loads of editing to do before i dare show it to any publishers but hey, its all on paper... er... computer.

Special thanks to kevin for editing, please take a bow. ok now stop no need to be obnoxious

ca kaw

teehee my roommate farted in her sleep HEH

signing off

please, please just end the pain

So I am slowly spiraling into the darkness and madness known as Finals Week. The outside world is cold and dark and I bury myself into texts and papers, desperately trying to remember everything that I learned this past semester.

ugh

And to top all that fun off, I stayed up late one night to write a poem that I had been mulling over for a few days. I wanted to finally get it down on paper and take a break from studying math and biology. I worked on it for an hour or so, declared it complete and passed out.
When I awoke, I went to my laptop only to find HORROR it had died in the middle of the night. Stupidly I hadn't saved my work and the auto-save had only the first verse.
Once I'm done being depressed maybe I'll try to remember what I wrote in my sleeping stupor.

Here is what was salvaged, however.

One two three for you and I say:
Lets sit down and have a number
play
The game and see who wins
Sit down and count up all our
since
We’re all here, caught up in a
circle
The prey and pray they don’t
Circle you

signing off,
pray for me

=.= gah >_<