Don’t you hate when that happens? Or maybe it just happens to me. If I loose too much sleep, my head will just pound right behind my eyes. Coffee helped the headache a little, although I was forced to get McDonald’s coffee since I only had $3 in my pocket (note to self: don’t forget wallet). McDonald’s coffee has the unique ability to be both tasty and horrible at the same time. I don’t know how they do it (yes, I’ve seen Supersize Me so it’s probably something artificial and disturbing) but it’s all fine going in until 5 minutes later when it hits you like a mac truck.

Anyway, here’s my confession. I have written 50 words in the last two weeks. Yup, that’s it. Isn’t that horrible? Bad Himani! Bad! Granted, the reason is because finals is here, that time of year when I feel my sanity slipping away and my brain trying to commit seppuku (or sati). It’s a rare finals that sees me so brain-drained that when I open my Word all I do is stare at the blinky cursor. So I may be scarce here for a few weeks as my life enters acute turmoil and then slowly goes back to being normal and sane.

3:24 pm | Category: Journal, Writing | |

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