2005-04-14 - 1:59 a.m.
Thursdays are my long day. Lucky me!!! I always feel like I'm not going to survive through the day. As if I will literally drop dead of boredom in class. Or actually, more like it'll be similiar to one of those dreams where I'm looking for a house or something and I just keep wandering and wandering and never finding it. Like somehow time will go so slowly that I will be in class forever. Or as if in some way I percieve time much differently than everyone else and what seems like 1 minute to them is 10 minutes to me. I wonder if anyone else feels this way. I don't understand how 75 minutes can go by so slowly. It's insane. And then every Thursday by 4pm I'm back in my apartment wondering what I was fussing about. It's the stupidest cycle ever. Apart from the cycle of me writing about crap like this in every entry. OKAY, LATA.
