story of my life
February 17, 2004
And now week five has sped off of my horizon and left me toppled over the cliff of knowledge in its wake.In short, I am sickeningly frightened that my aptitude is too frail for my coursework.
My eyes for my academic goals are bigger than my cognitive stomach.
I'm dumb.
Last night I dreamed I saw Amrin. He stared at me; "is that really you?" he asked. He held me tightly, and I smelled him (Hugo Boss, Asit), and then the house we were in was destroyed by a tsunami.