I Need Arkarna
I am in serious writer mode these days. Due to the fact that I’ve been writing (or trying to formulate) essays for a week now. The effect on me is intoxicating.
I would like to write something more interesting or mind-boggling or noteworthy even, but as usual, I have no time.
I have yet to update my profile on Friendster because right now, the About Me portion is one boring statement and shameless plug.
Even my Myspace, which by the way I seldom visit, is snore-able to view. True, my page is all pretty in pink and purple, but the content is anything but interesting to read. Unlike my Kuya’s Myspace that is SOOOOOO creatively done. In fairness, his Friendster is plain. haha.
I have a million things to do. I only have 24 hours in a day. I sleep about 6 hours at night.
I’m ready to move out of this place. You know, this place that costs my parents an arm and a leg. And where my tuition is just astronomically gut-wrenchingly expensive. Seriously. Not cool. I’m ready to live like a nomad again if it means saving money.
But really, I should have time after Finals week. It is Finals week…finally. After Thursday, I should have more time. I SHOULD.
