Swift as a Secret Agent Ninja

Finals Week reminds me of Black Friday, with everyone waiting and rushing for the same product being marketed, except instead of lingerie and electronics it's books on reserve.

It was as if I was a secret agent ninja, hiding behind columns (a wall?) and eying everyone as a potential threat. I, of course, was able to grab the coveted ACS Guide to General Chemistry with my swift kicks and sneaky tactics.

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Okay, so I was the only idiot awake that early, due to another exam, to wait for the stupid book.

Where in the Hell is Matt? is an incredible video, showing Matt Harding visiting numerous countries and continents doing his odd dance. This reminds me of Post Secrets because there's this feel, this connection to other people that I wish I could achieve.

I had so many thoughts in my head that I went crazy for a day, and, now, it's empty, but not clear.

Update

I found my old website. Let the web site building begin! I also found an old poem; I'm not going to lie, it's terrible.

Unfathomable (Jan. 17 2005)

Led to my stumble,
Still suffocating in its passion,
Attentive,
As if I could make you crumble.
Being around you made me shiver and shake,
Always deep in my thoughts,
In my dreams.
Don't protect me for my sake.

Built up all my walls.
Yet,
You tore them all down.
Exposing a heart.
Beating one with yours.
Stealing what made me breathe,
Stealing my breath away.
Making me yours.
Nothing mattered,
just you and me.

I was blinded and a fool.
But once I saw your eyes,
Those mesmerizing eyes,
I knew,
I meant nothing,
You meant nothing,
If only this were true.