I think the word "riveting" should be used more often.

after roughly 4 days of no sleep besides a few hours here and there, this week and quarter are finally over. words cannot express the relief and exhaustion that have come over me...none except "it's about damn time." i'm suddenly in the mood to cook, to clean, to see friends without having anything particularly pressing to do (besides the to do list I've had and have been adding on to since september), and to sleep for days. i'm also ready to, for once, carry out all the ideas and plans I make in my mind. believing I can achieve so much and watching time as it passes me by, I get lost in procrastination and catching up on all the things I'd planned to do weeks ago, hence the to-do list I've had since september. in short, I'm ready to achieve a goal the way I plan it in my mind...whatever it is, and I'm ready to relax...but not too much.

when i feel the need to exaggerate numerically, i always use the number 8.

i've felt the need to start writing again. life is steadily changing and some things in life are too good not to remember...i guess this is just in case i forget.