There's nothing more rewarding than finishing a problem set minutes before your class, after more than 36 hours of slaving away,after several times of nearly throwing up the three red bulls, four cups of white tea, and one measly educated burgher sandwich. tonight, i shall do it all over again. i love this place.
times like these, after countless cups of caffeinated tea, that i must do a complete assessment of what i'm doing, why i'm doing this, who i'm doing this for, where am i going with this, and all that other hooplah.
talking about feelings/thoughts is fucking overrated. nobody gives a shit anyway. there's something to be said about internalizing everything. i think more people should just suck it up and shut the fuck up.
after three nights of drunken stupors, countless games of beer pong, and various trips for midnight snacks, i never realized how much in common i have with frat boys. i think next fall, i'm inevitably going to end up a sigmachian
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She glances at him with a sneaky look. It is sneaky because he doesn't know why she keeps turning to his direction. Not knowing how to respond, he pretends not to see, and manages to stare at her from the corner of his eye
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