Friday, February 17, 2012

and in the morning i'll be with you, but it will be a different kind

Right. Second semester.
Hectic.
Exciting.
Saddening.
Stressful.
Surprising, to say the least.


And I don't know how much more I can emphasize on how much I loathe group works.
I mean, I'm okay with my group mates, don't get me wrong - but it's hard to find the time to sit down and have table talks when everyone is having different schedules. Curse you ADP.
ALL. DAY. PRESSURE.

The class I probably enjoy most at the moment is my PR class. Hey, I might be a rookie, or the baby in the class (as some put it), but I'm getting along pretty well. I don't have much friends in that class and I'm always alone, but whatever.
The assignments given in this class will definitely keep me busy.
It'll put me to the test of course, but I always seem to smile at the thought of being preoccupied.

Doesn't give me much room to think about other things. Ones not worth thinking about.



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skinny love adj.
Love that's too skinny to survive. It's not properly fleshed out, and is doomed to failure.



Still I don't know why I'm holding on.

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