Everything ends.

I happen to like that line from Death Cab for Cutie's Meet Me on the Equinox, which, apparently, is in the New Moon OST (that I am sure to buy when it comes out).

Well, yeah, everything does end. It's a known fact to everybody. So uh, does my happiness end as well?

I woke today with a unusual morning, and a few hours later I'm sitting here wondering what to do. Oh, right, I have this Economics poster I have to do, and I'm having a problem because there are not enough pictures and I'm supposed to do a sportswear advertisement.

Fabulous.

x

Nothing can satisfy me today. Not that I need any sort of satisfaction, I don't feel like doing anything practically interesting today. Nonetheless, I'd rather not watch the rest of my days unfold. The past few days have been unplanned, it was whether I go out, stay home, do something to provoke my inner creativity, or study. Sadly I didn't do quite a lot but read books, having movie marathons and getting a life out of myself. In fact, I have not been communicating with any of my friends, which is kinda weird. But really, I don't feel like talking to them. Sometimes I don't even know if I exist in their life, or it's just me.

There's nothing more interesting to blog about.
I'm off to cure my own sickness.

I'm so not looking forward to Monday.
xo