If I have anything to say for myself with regards to my prolonged and mysteriously silent absence, all I can say is that I was frozen in time. I’m not even kidding. If midterms weren’t time consuming enough, check this out:
This is the definition of perfection (ignoring the fact that my hands have frozen just like the rest of me).
I can’t complain about the cold when going outside is this rewarding!
In other stories, Merry Christmas already. If I can get myself out of bed by then, I’ll be amazed with myself. I went to bed at 4:45 AM last night questioning why I even bother trying to sleep.
But then again, it wasn’t too bad a day either.
I can’t wait for December. I can’t wait for finals to end.
Scratch that, I’m just waiting for a decent hour tonight so I can go to bed. On Maslow’s pyramid, I’ve dropped to the underground levels where the Pharos were buried.
Which basically should translate to only so much: I’m underground 😉
Until the next time I surface for breath!