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sjesterFuck. Fuck. Fuck. On a fucking stick.
One day I'll look back on this and wonder what was so bad. Or not.
I'm tired of waiting for someone to save my stupid ass. But I don't know what to do, either.
Waiting for e-mails that don't come is another pull on the rack. There's still time, but it doesn't seem like it. The early darkness makes it seem like doom is coming before it is time.
Not that there will be sleep for me tonight anyway. Tomorrow I can surrender myself to a sleep like that of the dead.
I can do this. Reed doesn't give a person more than she can handle. It's only by my own idiocy that I get into such dire academic situation. But it's a handicap I've been dealing with for 21 years. I can handle it. Somehow I will get through. And I will see another 24 hours. Every single moment of them. Awake. Madness.
It is on disaster that good fortune perches,
It is beneath good fortune that disaster crouches.
One day I'll look back on this and wonder what was so bad. Or not.
I'm tired of waiting for someone to save my stupid ass. But I don't know what to do, either.
Waiting for e-mails that don't come is another pull on the rack. There's still time, but it doesn't seem like it. The early darkness makes it seem like doom is coming before it is time.
Not that there will be sleep for me tonight anyway. Tomorrow I can surrender myself to a sleep like that of the dead.
I can do this. Reed doesn't give a person more than she can handle. It's only by my own idiocy that I get into such dire academic situation. But it's a handicap I've been dealing with for 21 years. I can handle it. Somehow I will get through. And I will see another 24 hours. Every single moment of them. Awake. Madness.
It is on disaster that good fortune perches,
It is beneath good fortune that disaster crouches.
