03 6 07

Sometimes I wonder…

Why did I decide to go back to school when I’d be up at 2:30am studying for my 2nd midterm this week. And slowly realizing that I’d probably have to do this tonight again. Or how I managed to drink that last cup of coffee and still manage to sleep 5 minutes later. Sometimes, I also wonder how much time it takes for my sanity levels to drop back down to ‘normal’ levels. It’s about the same time I realized that other people are out of my control.

When people say “It’s impossible, it can’t be done” to me. My first reaction is always, I guess you apparently don’t know what I’m capable of.

7:36 am

Comments on this post
03 06 07
crazybat

I love when people tell me I can’t do something. I use to listen to them, but I came to realize that it’s simply a reflection of the individual’s regret of not being able to do it themselves. Plus, everyone’s crazy anyways. They’re all out to get you ;)

Dang man, it’s not the same without you at work, but I’m totally happy for you. Ciao!

M.

03 08 07
cheryl

oh no. i know what you\’re capable of…but i still think you\’re crazy. hahaa. but you\’ve definitely been busier. hahaa. because we don\’t catch up on msn as often. which only means next time i\’m in vancouver…we have to hook up…hahaa

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