i'm running out of steam.

thank God for air-con.

in 2 weeks i'll be very, very happy/elated/exhilarated/over-the-moon/you-get-the-gist.

in less than an hour i'm gonna have piano.

i've got a lot of work to clear.

and i'm extremely lazy.

too lazy, for that matter.

and i'm sluggish.

the best part? i know i am.

not doing anything about it.

wouldnt it be nice to scream at the big, huge ocean. i would love that now.

so random. pft.