It's Over

Well, it's over. The classes I mean. The only chance of ever getting her number now, or to ask her out for that matter is to go to the final exam next week, and somehow get her to talk to me alone, or in the presence of an accomplice. Or ask my accomplice to ask for the number, which is also a good thing...anyway, can't do that. Just not my style.

I'm going to go study for my final exams now. Not that I would cram a lot into my head now. It's filled with what should I do tomorrow now that it's a public holiday. I suppose I could go report to work, but what is the point of working if you're not putting in 110%?

And please can somebody tell me how the hell I could cheer myself up? Now, I'm just listening to this awesome song.

#...running just as fast as we can,
holding on to one another's hand,
trying to get away into the night,
and then you put your arms around me,
and we tumble to the ground,
and then you said,

I think we're alone now,
there doesn't seem to be anyone around,
I think we're alone now,
the beating of our hearts is the only sound.#