So sue me. Can't help it if I'm dragged down with this horrid assignment that's taking the hype from me. I'm becoming cranky and tempremental, delirious and one-tracked, anorexic and sleep-deprived and its all its fault. The wretched assignment. I'm not saying the other assignments are/were easy but this one tops it off. Plus its due on a monday morning. I don't have anything against Mondays generally but when I realise I have to get to school for more atrocities of this sort, I can't help but weep.
I've been at my lappy the entire day save for the 2 hours for ballet. Didn't even go to the temple cos sleeping at 6 and waking at 8 scrambles your mind and face. I felt so in need of divine intervention but I simply had no energy to get up and go. I feel sinned.
The only thing that's made me happy knowing is that I WAS right about something that I'd been pondering about but never could put my finger on it. That face, that guitar, that voice. He was there for last year's Ball. He sang the song that resonated so long after it was sung. Lucky I didn't go with Ajit and gang to ECP that night or I wouldn't have remembered that song after all the drinking. God sure works in mysterious ways! =D