I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Thursday, July 26, 2007 @ 7:29 AM
The Boy Who Coped.

School work is atrocious.

Tests are here. Exams are coming.

I'm now partially bald. Will post pictures to show one day.

I have more projects than underwear seeing that I don't wear any. Not that I walk around freely with my sack hanging in my jeans but I wear shorts inside to keep it airy. They're mighty comfy. And airy as well. Much space for my "brother" when he's having fun.

Back to projects. They don't make sense. Why should Accounting have a project? How does it link to us studying accounting? Doesn't studying formats, formulas and theories make the cut anymore?

Telecommunication Systems as well. A project about a telecommunication invention. How does that help? Doesn't studying countless formulas, theorys and graphs matter? Bombard us with projects as well do you?

If only I could swim through all the project-doing, swim through all the studying of complicated formulas, graphs, formats, thoeries and others and if only I could swim through my problems as well, wouldn't life be better?

Than again, I can't swim.

Maybe that's why I'm drowning...