so--first day back on the tracks.
not much happened really. i was too tired and too sleepy and a drop away from caffeine explosion just to stand up straight--so i rushed back home the second i was done. tomorrow may be a bit easier hopefully, and by the end of the week my body will go from going bed at sunrise to waking up to it.
anyways here's a good thing though--turns out i've been jacking up my ipod with a few songs for the past week or so that just wake you up like hell. i call'em the "morning boost" songs. mostly early KoLs--especially wasted time for some reason. perfect remedy for a sleepy, dopey, boring traffic jammed morning.
well, you know me well by now, the minute i stepped in the campus i just rushed to my sanctuary--the library that is. Oh even the smell of the place makes me happy, i swear.
last but not least--i was doing something irrelevant last night and this song came up on my list--and i think i listened to it about 40 times ever since. that followill boy sure can sing--and it's such a sad bluesy painful song but it's almost voluntarily painful--as if it's poking some red hot wound on purpose. i'll post the live version on here--but be sure to check out the album version--i mean, you'll probably hate it, i don't know, maybe you won't--but it's one of those songs that need to get you right when the time is right--
you know what i noticed just now? i hate periods (.) i do. they make me feel incomplete. hell with the periods--
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