in class again.

pleh. it is not the time to be sad, no not at all. i should be extremely happy. or something. just stress i suppose, but frustrating none the less.

i need sleep.

i need human contact.

i need to turn "off" somehow.

need need need

want want want

take take take

how fucking selfish.

(and this class is moving so slow)

pleh.

this weekend will be good, methinks. shame on me for wanting on such things, for shame. hrm. it is going to be so good, though. whatever can be wrong with looking forward to being happy. does it make a difference that this happiness is conected to another person? (not depending on, but along with, mind you.)

???

hrm.

i dunno.

should not depend, methinks. i will have to watch that. careful.