i should already be reviewing for my three exams tomorrow. but here i am right now, exhausting my brain with all the nonsense i have, writing stuff about nothing in particular, and sulking in front of my computer.
i should have been at the dorm. i should have been doing worthwhile things, like getting to know BF Skinner (someone in my psych book) or like memorizing lots of words and words and words. yet, i’m home.
if only my dad waited for me in Trinoma lately. if only my lab instructor announced a free cut. if only things would happen like i wanted them to be, i’d always be on good mood.