Second to the last day of health break, second to the last day of staying up late, of wasting time, of free-willed thinking.
I spent the night doing some undercover work with a friend. *wink*
Tomorrow, I plan to work my butt off. I just want to finish things. My mind seems used to cramming now. Unhealthy cramming that deprive me of sleep.
I like to stay up late,though. I feel like sleep makes me miss out on things and as far as I know, I've already missed out on a lot. Not that there's anything interesting happening in my life but I'm keeping watch.
My mind is alive when everyone else is asleep.
I have to get back to my book report now. Shush, I don't care if the deadline is ages away. I just want to get things done so I'll at least feel accomplished that I did something this health break.
I'm not sleeping. Not until I finish this.
Damn, I still can't describe people. Fictional people. I'm running low on descriptive adjectives and such.
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