Sitting in the labs trying to get a crappy assignment done. In fact two. Got bored reading a 10 page essay, which, by the by, takes gold medal in the rat race of utter and complete crappity crap, so decided to check out a couple of blogs. Realised i haven't written in a while, so the fingers got that all-too-familiar itch again. This time i had to succumb to it.
Have started procrastinating like never before. Feels like i'm getting surreptitious glances from all the other students around me - their eyes are screaming out at me : "work, woman - do your WORK!" And i still won't listen to them.
I'm still waiting for it to click. That one prolonged moment when i truly, madly, deeply appreciate everything and everyone around me. I guess i'm just insecure. And probably a little selfish too. Very selfish, in fact.

Pardon me but i think i need to go back and give my undivided attention to those assignments. And while i'm at it, i'll go searching for my lush green meadows, bed of roses, castles in the sky, prince charming, twinkling stars : my blanket of security...

Yeah, i think Google sounds good.