to heck with it.

I should be working on this philosophy paper you see, during this hour break, but within these past few hours of this manic Monday, I've just been wanting to grow as large as the Earth, so I could give it a hug it's never seen.

I have the most bizarre thing to tell you my sweet honey bun of a blog, and the silliest thing is that this bizarre-esque happening is indeed happeningS, yes plural. You know how you can anticipate a [not dramatized-->] HELLish day in the near future, or even an extension of beyond 24 hours, well i've had me some of these anticipations. A multitude of times this semester and you know you have too. This has no link to an emotion, like feeling in a slump or just 'not in the mood for things', but rather in a more reality sense; a to-do list that is over bearing, a day where it seems humanly impossible to get through with the balance of things you need to get done and inevitable time that seems to go on with or without you. [you.don't.say.] Well the day before these happenings, I do the best I can to write down an itinerary to straighten out a little piece of my brain, so I can rest in some level of peace. But when these grueling days come forth and I become integrated with my to-do list, I couldn't be happier. Because every instance I've had with these so-called HELLish days are in fact the days that I feel most alive. Things are put into perspective one way or another, and things. . . . . things, don't seem so bad. Oh how productivity can have its way with me. I cannot even think of a day I've anticipated and just simply KNEW that was gonna be bad, actually be bad. [and trust me, I do my best to avoid the whole pessimistic view on things unless I honestly know something will not be good. ] They've been some of the greatest days to be honest.

I think I've released what needed to be said, and feel like I should be doing more on the lines of my uhhhhhhhhhhhhh ESSAY.

thank you for listening. thank you for reading. thank you for being. OVER & OUT.