And I wonder as I lay here, in this sleepless field of dreams..

HELLO!

Somehow you've stumbled upon my blog, scraping the ends of the internet for something interesting.

Instead you found this.
I hope I don't put you to sleep.


Stories of fiction and fact lie dormant in this digital journal. Anything labelled with fiction junction is just that: fiction.

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Sounds like I'm gonna be fine.
Jun 29, 2008 || 9:58 PM || comment?

Lately I've been losing track of what day it is, but I know for a fact that today is Sunday. It's the first day of another week that will slip past me while I don't do much of anything productive. Actually that's a lie. I read a book cover to cover within the past two hours. I'm not sure if I really liked the book. I kept turning the pages hoping what I wanted to happen to the main character would come true. Instead, something else happened and the book was soon over. I cried at the end, I guess I can't say I didn't expect it to happen that way. After work I felt like a mindless zombie, drifting around, feeling rather empty. I don't know if I could explain it even if I wanted to.

I keep announcing how I have two weeks until Nationals. There are a couple of things I need to get: Geometry History Book., Number Theory Book.

So I will have a purpose during the next two weeks, and that will be to study. <_<

Ah yes, we are thick as thieves.