2:23.

Yes, it is 2:23 and I am still up, wishing I could just go to bed.

I really wish that I had not procrastinated so much today and this entire weekend. Then maybe I wouldn't be so behind on everything for the coming week. But sometimes life throws a curveball or two at you and that can take your focus off of things that matter, like school for instance.

Ugh, I really wish I had the concentration right now to do my homework, but anything I do right now would not be very good quality in the slightest. Instead, I choose to listen to OneRepublic and write this. However, the tradeoff to this is that it is actually helping me in some way. By babbling my thoughts out on here, it may help to relieve some of the things that I deal with.

The power of words amaze me sometimes. It is indescribable that feeling after you finish writing something that made you get all your thoughts out. You feel so relieved and almost as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. It is that specific feeling that I live for after writing something.

Now, after a series of events I now find myself in the laundry room on 3rd floor talking to Sam and Will. Oh how random the nights go. Well I'm off.

Stop and Stare,
annie em