Of Light And Sound

Coming yet into senseless moods while i tried hard to at least crap something out of that empty skull. Staring at my chemistry paper wasn't all that bad, not until it was physics. Somehow it seems that i have the sudden interest to write stories, well then again i wrote stories my whole life. There were of course many failed stories forced into discontinuation. "I don't know, i figured whatever it is doesn't matter. As long as im happy!" i was amazed hearing that from my friend, though expected. Everyone's getting older by the day, which reminds me, this is how memories are formed. My friend was telling me today, about him going to miss everything after all this is over. Ya, had to agree with him, those times good or bad, we will remember them kept in form of memories. Weird, my thoughts constricted today. Im at an inability to write something long, maybe its that long awaited afternoon nap, companied so effectively with Jazz playing in the background. I can't help feeling the urge to drink a cup of tea, and sigh at the clear blue skies. Yet all i had was a tiring sleep; fighting a tiring war in my unexpected dream. Explains why i felt so constricted today, maybe because its Maths tomorrow. I absolutely hate it when it comes to calculations, makes me feel like a terrorist trying hard to terrorize myself. Either way, im really lazy today.....really....