Holy shit, Mediations on the Hero is like the most awesome book ever. I mean, relevant to my Romanticism essay which was supposed to be due yesterday but now is due two weeks from now. HURRAH?
Anyway, staying back because of some retarded talk meeting that I have to attend. I would very much like to sleep at home, right now. But the Lord forbids me to do so. Snerk.
Um. Yeah. That's my day so far. I don't really have much of a life outside school.
Oh. And I'm in the computer lab with my hoodie on my head because well, my hair is annoying my face and the hood keeps my hair up. At the same time, I am acting emo and pretending to be extremely hardworking.
Actually, there's no real need for pretense.
I like looking past the computer screen and out into the park/garden beside the ADM block. The tiny leaves on the trees outside are quivering as the wind brushes past them. I kind of wish I was being tickled by the wind.