i've got a statistics exam today..
the class is fairly easy and the instructor is actually one of those rare finds..
he likes to teach and he does it well..
but for some reason i'm not into doing well...
it's like part of me is wandering somewhere...
i don't mind going off like that...
but i wish she'd tell me where she's going..
or at the very least when she's coming back...

... .... ..... waiting for myself...

update: considering i wasn't entirely myself that day,
i didn't do so bad for a person who barely studied...
oh well, better than nothing