:: let me catch my breath ::

everything's swung up into a whirlwind, or sucked into a whirlpool. my resolution for the nxt four years is to get my first class honours. but it's only the first month, and i'm limping badly behind lectures and readings. i cant seem to get my foot up and kick myself back into gear. sometimes i look at my notes, my books, and i wonder why i wasn't one of those people who keep pace with their readings in manicured files.

perhaps we bitch and complain about others because we secretly want to be just like them.