It started in September, when I was elected onto the SRC as Media councillor. I thought I could handle the stress and I thought that I would never start chain smoking in all my days. But then Christina's carton on the floor and her extra lighter and Lassy's voice just made the whole situation look pretty sweet and idealio in more ways than one.
It was the head rush, I'm not going to lie, it was good. It felt like I could breathe again, that I could actually just sit and not think, just be a part of the moment like a bungy (hippy in Rhodes lingo) and not think about all the work that was piling up in my webmail inbox.
This weekend that just passed made me start wondering about where this path is leading, Hogsback could have been the reason but I think it was the chunder on my floor on Monday morning that made me rethink my life choice.
I woke up at half 6 this morning with a mind set that I was going to go to gym, I got dressed, walked out the door , walked halfway there and remembered that I forgot my student card. I then walked back to res made myself some two-minute noodles and read FanFiction until I had the urge to finish my 4 page newspaper due on Monday.... Fuuuuucccckkk Casper is going to slaughter me like how the Hutu's did to the Tutsi's.
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