Haha, thoughts.

This thesis is tough. Sometimes I think it's not, oftentimes it is too much.

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I'm really tired right now, and I need to sleep but I don't want to.

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I feel dumb. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. ...which means I'm dumb.

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I've grown tired of programming.

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I feel like blogging, I don't feel like thinking. Which, obviously, is the matter.

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Thank you for wasting your time on this.

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Life is just tough. Whenever you get tougher, it catches up.

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I shouldn't really be all nega right now. I should be thankful, but I'm enjoying this blurt-out.

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I want my vocabulary deeper than the Mariana's Trench.

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I searched Mariana's Trench on Google. I was right, I was wrong. It's Mariana/Marianas, not Mariana's.

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So there's a band with that name!

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I want to be in church right now, singing or whatever.

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So if you should make your passion your profession, how do you make a profession out of singing? Would you need a resume, and formally apply?

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Those irritable people you meet each day? Maybe all they need is a little more rest, a little less stress, and a little more love. Hey, I know how to be one of them.

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If anybody ever read up to this part, well, seriously?