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Whipped cream and a cherry on top
8:52 PM
Whipped cream and a cherry on top

I've been breaking resolutions left and right ever since college started.

I told myself I'd get started on homework right away after I got it.
I wait till my 9.30 show is over before I start.
I told myself no more last minute studying especially on law.
I haven't started studying law at all.
I told myself no more sleeping past midnight.
I haven't slept before 12am for weeks.
I told myself no more dreaming and nodding off in class.
I just fell asleep in Stats 2 today.
I told myself to wake up early for class.
I entered law class at 8.20am today.
I told myself not to play games anymore.
I just automatically returned the first serve of the day.
I told myself to stop thinking of you.
I just can't help wondering if you would ever read this.
I told myself to forget those little things that remind me so much of you.
They just won't stop popping up like those internet advertisements
.

I'm supposed to be totally abject over my failure and wallow in misery at my lack of self-ability to do what I'm supposed to do. Especially when I can't seem to do the most important things the way they should be done. But I don't feel that horrenderously sad to a level where I'm a shambling bundle of tears and nerves. Maybe just a bit upset, disappointed and wistful.


But I still want comfort so will you pretty please bring me a chocolate frappe and a shoulder to lean on? And maybe a hanky to sniffle in and a blankie to keep me warm.

After all, I did say pretty please. =p

Written on Tuesday, February 13, 2007; 8:52 PM


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