of the undone, and to be done.

you know you're very dead if you dont manage to rush out your essay dued friday by TONIGHT because tmr night you'll be having something on. plus another essay and an oral and listening compre in a still-foreign language CA on monday. and TONS of chinese words on ur notes to understand.

i think ive got no sense of time. literally and figuratively.

and im stressing myself out over essays and CAs. deadlines and line deads. i dun like how every little thing counts towards your GPA. ): but then, if it doesnt, perhaps rationally, there's no incentive to do it.

my head feels hot and fuzzzy, i need ample sleep. but sleep, i cant.