last night: 

4-nonstop hours of bike riding. 

finals and crooked fingers.

i always surprise myself during finals.

where do all these words come from?

nothing really makes sense. 

and yet i get the grade. that's school for you. 

nonsense. 

cut+paste

thursday

today:

bike riding.

old friends.

dancing. dancing. dancing. 

I am not a scholar.

the end of the semester is around the corner. 

and i have no idea what will i be doing during the summer. 

greenery

i wish i had more plants. 

type

goals for today:

work on research paper. 

Critical Decision Making.

fine. i'll get a grip. 

reality

im a handful of contradictions:

lately i've been feeling lonely and whatnot,

yet last night when the opportunity was presented to cuddle all night

with a cute/funny boy, i turned it down (mind you, i was slightly fucked up and we barely met)

so instead i spend the night alone on an uncomfortable green couch with a ninja turtle blanket.

it might have been the right decision, but i still regret it. 

conversations

country mile

"Once again, I'll be the foolish one
Thinking a blink of these lashes would make you come
Don't you worry, don't get in a state
I don't believe in true love anyway
Who's being pessimistic now?"