i can't really tell anything anymore.
things that i thought i knew, things that i thought were easy, the things that i thought i was... are not.
this is good and bad.

superficiality is easy. surface relationships.

actually, i do not need this right now.
i need to study.
i have time to do this once that please-insert-your-own-expletive exam is over.

happy when it's simple. happy when it's simple.
and i want to kick myself for being so stupid.

sense is not manifesting itself.
revelation: toby mac is strangely soothing when frazzled. strangely so.