Although, a jittery me keeps darting toward the calendar, a little, but significant enough, glimmer of hope shines through.
Moments like that, I do cherish.
At such an auspicious time for many, I'd like to believe I'm capable of anything. Which completely justifies why I'm possibly, possibly the only loser who wakes up every morning shouting 10A's! before stepping into the shower.
My unorthodox methods of motivation, are bound to pay off : )
Damage was done. Deepavali and the joy it brings!
A fantastic weekend to all : )
Word of the day: Existential therapy
in my ears,
b.o.b feat. rivers cuomo: magic
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