Life is rather odd these days. I am up at some ungodly hour 3:26am Mountain Time after churning out some 20 page paper for school. Another 20 pages for another class tomorrow. Urgh.
Friend sends emo sms. Another sends a college essay. Is my life good or bad?
OF sleeps. I like the night. A certain peace to it.
Too busy to write much. But in short, we are all sheep, being herded around by sheepdogs. We get to choose what kind of grass we want to munch on. We go baa baa, happy in our own sheepy way.