the light

at the end of the tunnel...I can see it...slowly growing larger...yet soooo far away. So this test tomorrow is the third one in two weeks, only to be followed by a two-day final exam on Thursday and Friday. How does one survive weeks like this? Procrastination!! It is almost two a.m. and I am tired and still not done studying, and yet here I am, writing.

I must say that today was a good day to have conversations about boys. No one really seems to understand why I feel the way I do or act the way I do and it's even hard for me to understand. What I do know is that I can't seem to have any control over the situation. Friends tell me that it's ok and as long as I don't close myself off, things will work out the way they need to work out...nicely. Yeah, well, the only problem is that I have a tendancy of closing off. Though, recently, I verbally regurgitate any and all experiences with such urgency that I don't have a chance to run and hide. Point being...one day... even if it is 4.5 years from today....I will get over the stupid boy who pretty much holds a good piece of my heart and doesn't want it.