I bask in the memory of those orange afternoons when the tires run smoothly on a sun-kissed asphalt. My heart just stared blankly at everything, unabashed, silent and roaring.
- Kimmy Bureros, 1996

Yelling Cyborg?

August 16, 2007

Kinetic Intelligent Machine Manufactured for Yelling        So before I swamp myself over tedious letters that code for genetic sequences and codons, I had to sneak in here for a healthy breather. I have to calm down.

        I missed a quiz in chem this morning. Big deal. Okay, yes it's a big deal. Such that I would spend my night right by studying so that I won't have to cram my way to it tomorrow. I slept early last night. Not that early. But the thing is that I slept. I was supposed to wake up for fixing our correlates. Instead, I ended up waking 4 in the morning. Like what Gwen Stefani was singing, I woke up 4 in the morning and my tears were pouring because I had to finish my correlates which I have not even started yet. (T__T) Plus I had chem at 7 am. I pushed my way to being unlucky. I won't say I deserved it. But I could have done better. And I knew that. Still do. >.<

         So now, I won't be doing the same thing. I only get a few chances out of life. Might as well make use of it and use it right. Oh, and we did well in our correlates. So much for cramming. It's random luck, people call it. 

         I wish I was one cyborg. Like what my icon says. Kimmy stands for one. I wanna yell. It gets off hte tension. But I don't want to look like the lunatic that I am - so I will yell in silence.

         Here. Was that loud enough? Hmph. Never mind. Another long night. Hopefully this one will tun out real. 

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