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March 20, 2002
My head is going to explode. All I've been doing for the past few days, is reading, reading, and yet more reading. The humanities course I chose to take, is far more word-intensive than I thought it'd be; and fears of failure already loom large before my eyes. It's like this wall has gone up, that's preventing anything from seeping in to the places where it's supposed to - not entirely unlike how I simply fail to retain emotions, or the residual effects of whatever kindnesses people show me. This sponge that is me, is not absorbing; neither thought nor deed.