The Way You Make Me Feel

Ken

It feels like a Friday, but it wouldn't be, until Friday has come. Presentation, presentation, no better time for it to come.

If I was someone else, and staring at me, I think I wouldn't recognize who that person is. Yes, that's how well I picture myself. I have not been sleeping well lately, and I guess that is the reason for the many unnecessary thoughts in my mind each day.

I've been dozing off in class more often than not this week, and that isn't a good sign. If I continue this way, I'm seriously gonna underachieve again for trials, and that would definitely screw up my whole course.

I can't comprehend where I am at, this very moment. Neither could I comprehend and digest everything that has happened and about to happen to me. The future bears a thought that seems embedded in my head for several days now. Not really an imperative influence it has on me for now, so let's hope it stays that way.

I have been neglecting my homework again, which yet again, isn't a good thing. I seriously need something to take this absurd course and all that it offers away from me for a moment. At least until the moment I pick myself back up I guess. Pfft.

My weekends seem relatively busy, but as always when the time comes, nothing ever seems to happen. Typical, ain't it not? Oh well, we'll have to wait and see I guess.

Time can't help me, at least not now. Instead, time is proving to be my worst nightmare. Salvation, possibly. But yeah, what's salvation when you're going from a quicksand to a whirlpool?

Meh, I guess I just have to live with everything. Let's just hope I don't screw up my life, again.