I guess I’ll mug at home, despite the presence of a gazillion forms of distractions aimed at sucking me away from my mugging spot. At least I don’t have to worry about falling asleep at a foreign location and run the risk of losing my stuff to thieves, or being unable to visit the loo or get food whenever I wanted to. Besides, coordinating with study partners is already a chore by itself. I can’t have the entire world around me yakking and expect myself to stay focused. That’s mental.
Oh, and it’s Norra’s birthday today. I’m not supposed to be concerned, ever since I’ve decided to junk them out of my scope of concern. But it’s of no significant use, since those thoughts keep coming back. I’ve got too much on hand and at heart, and to have discarded emotions finding their way back to me is rendering me overloaded. Anyway, ya, enjoy your 22nd birthday, and try not to break anything again.
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