eating a kitkat because it's BREAK time.

i'm taking a break from calculating the instantaneous velocity of a cheetah as it chases an antelope from t=1 to t=2. yeah, i don't even know if i wrote that correctly.

anyhow, school is bittersweet. no, it ain't bad, not at all. it's just the switch from schoolwork to triple the schoolwork as before is all a little too overwhelming. i suppose, and as nerdy as this may sound, i do enjoy it. i just miss the fact that i'll have less time to spend quality time with my bed, sewing supplies, friends, and perhaps, foes. i miss attending CERT every friday. heh, i miss eating the cookies and figs that leutenant coker left on the table for all the macho men to munch on as they watch ridiculous 80's quick videos which covered safetly tips in case of earthquakes, floods, or any other natural disasters. i hope the skills that i accumulated over the 21-hour class will not perish.

of the fears that i have every night, a few can be inadvertently misplaced for a little while. sometimes they hide under my bed; but in the night, they always crawl up and slowly input themselves back into my head. must they play hide-and-go-seek with someone who is desparately alarmed to even think about such thoughts.


life is not just a piece of chocolate. it's a pile of them, a mountain of them in all the magnificent colors you can think of. you can stare at each of the different and interestingly shaped chocolate piece, or you can taste each one to see which one is worth swallowing down straight to the tummy (with a happy tummy rub) versus the one to be spitted out in a loud splat.