And coffee with skimmed milk.
Today I choose Husserl and an essay to triumph all essays.
A brisk run. Maybe. Or maybe just some sittups. Just something.
A phone call to Mum, cause she'll remind me why I'm here.
Husserl wasn't quite sure. I think my Mum has a better idea.
I choose a non-alcohol induced early night and taking off my make up before bed. With Dominos.
Because being this distraught over Mr Darcy is about as healthy as the amount of Ben n Jerry's I ate last night.
Today I choose In our Time, Continental vs. Analytic Philosophy.
And maybe some dissertation work.
A dissertation on why men and women make decisions the way they do, when made to make decisions together. And if they can stick to their initial beliefs.
If I can stick to my initial beliefs. If I can stick to some form of self respect.
Because getting a 2.2 isn't worth it.
He's not worth it.
He's not worth it.
He's not worth it.
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