lunes, 9 de noviembre de 2009

Bowie said it... "pressure, kicking down on me"

Chipping around kick my brains on the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours

This is how three weeks of finals feel like... or will feel like: no sleeping, exceeded coffee drinking and cigarette smoking (not the other kind of smoking). There go our nerves. There goes sanity. There goes logic.