You can see how things will end by the way they begin.

[kasche]

(As to say... quando il buongiorno si vede dal mattino.)

I went to bed at 2:30 and still had to wake up at 6:30, I crossed the threshold to the university building realizing I won't see a bed, much less touch one, at least in eleven hours (to have the touching itself, add (hopefully) 3 hours) (I don't need a bed at all, though, in fact. Any flat surface would do does. Nearly fell asleep on the desk.), the fact that the counting has now reached eight (to go) doesn't make me feel particularly better, I thought today's first class was a different one, so when yesterday in an outburst of efficiency I got the notes ready I worked on the wrong ones, I dropped all my coffee before touching on it, and right after I learned that yesterday night an old professor of mine died. He was a good man, I felt so sorry for him.

All of this before 8:40. This one should be a very good day, yes.

And I really, really need to concentrate, if I want to try to write today's FAE (Ficwriter Appreciation Entry)...

kasche is energetic.

You've got the energy level of a small yip-yap dog. And, much like those dogs, I hope you get run over by an ice cream truck. Yeah, that's right. I said it.

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No, really.

Giving my actual exhaustion, I saw the title and I growled. (Mentally. I lack the actual energy to do it aloud.) Then I read the explanation, which is very much in tune with my current mood, so I laughed (still mentally, I think I managed a smile) and forgave them.

Comments

[wild-boys.livejournal.com]

Hey, days like that suck but what with the notes and all, you just have to laugh. Don't ever let the little fuckups get you down. I'm sorry to hear about your professor, that's sad. *hugs*

And...

[wild-boys.livejournal.com]

wild_boys is happy.

You're a rosy-cheeked ray of f'ing sunshine 24/7. I bet you smile a lot and little things don't get you down. Must be nice. Fuchsia's definitely your color.

Hahaha.

[kasche.livejournal.com]

Oh, laughing is hardly ever been a problem... usually, quite the contrary. :P (I've recently been told I don't have a sense of humor at all. Looks like I don't need one, since it would seem I laugh always. Yes, I snickered at this.)

And in fact, laughing I did. As soon as I got together enough energy for it. :D (Although I'm starting to think it's more hunger than energy, but it's all grist to the mill.)

*hugssssss-zzzzz.*

Re: And...

[kasche.livejournal.com]

Fuchsia? Oh, no. :D See, this time I don't envy at all the color you got. Like, at all.

*hapily gives w_b all the fuchsia she founds*

(^ no, this phrase doesn't make sense in my little world, either.)

[spacedye-vest.livejournal.com]

spacedye_vest is worn out.

Sleep when you're dead! Whether it's emotionally or physically, you're exhausted. Have you considered sleeping pills? I took them when I had mono, and they made everything better.

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I'm sorry you're having such a shitty day, darling. And no sleep... that sucks... it's really bad :(

I'm sorry about your professor too, I hope it wasn't one of those long and painful illness.

Take a deep breath and keep on going, just a few more hours, you'll be fine. Go to bed as early as you can tonight, ok?

*hugs* *hugs* *hugs*

and your quiz results are really amusing, and I'm sure you'll kick the ice-cream truck's driver's arse and then run away with the truck and eat all the ice-cream... because you HAVE the energy to do that :)

[kasche.livejournal.com]

It started off bad enough, but thankfully it got better, also because I met up with a dear friend I hadn't seen in a lot of time. (I also found out that a cute lil' glass of Prosecco works infinitely better than the guaranà pills mum insisted I should try, and on which I almost choked on. The afternoon class went by way more quickly than the morning ones. :D)

I hope it wasn't one of those long and painful illness.
A month, more or less. He had an ictus mid-February and he went in coma, but as far as we (students) knew he was getting better... I had him only for a class. He was one of those persons who knew how to endear themselves to everyone.



As for the truck... I'm already planning it in my head and aaaagh I don't have time for this, but I'd cling with my teeth first to the truck and then to the driver's arm until they let go of the wheel... or if they stop and get down I'd lull them into a false sense of security, and steal the truck when they aren't looking. I also laugh at them from the window as I pass by, but in my mind that sounds remarkably like a monkey's cry. But I have no doubt that I'd be schizophrenic in my animal form as well.

I'm less sleepy than yesterday, could you tell?

HUGS!

[monophobia.livejournal.com]

Isn't University grand!?

I say we run off and join the circus. A circus that lets us sleep in past noon!

[kasche.livejournal.com]

And vending machines are evil, and the coffe they make vile :D

join the circus
I'm in! Then, when we wake up, we'll steall all the ice-cream-trucks that are around, taking advantage of the early-afternoon-nap everyone else would be taking.