I just lost my drain of thought

My paper got the best of me last night. Whoa-oh. Tired and lacking in fluid thought, I gave in to sleep, defeated. Something about writing for classes is just so unsettling. I’m sure it would’ve hurt less if I had started earlier, but when has that ever happened? So here I sit, still afraid to write any further, for all graded papers I receive tell me the same thing: Your argument is not clear. I am a fairly peaceful person and try to avoid arguments as best as I can. It’s much safer on my part.

This is random, but I was just thinking, will the things we’ve known and loved become vintage and cool in the future? Will my grandnieces and -nephews revel in the lesser digitized sounds of audiocassettes? I wonder what the standards are for something old to become cool. One day the young’ns will fight over my extensive pog collection, though, that’s for sure. And I’m thinking the Pokeballs I kept from Burger King that were recalled will be worth quite a bundle. You just wait. ^_^

Anywho, I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t watch TV (voluntarily) until after finals, with the exception of Lost…and maybe America’s Best Dance Crew. People are surprised that this show is so popular, but have you seen it?! It’s madness! I’m rooting for Kaba Modern and JabbawockeeZ. The other groups are kinda meh in comparison. BUT anyway, no TV!

By the way, one of my radish seeds sprouted!!