Posessed by my books?

As strange as it seems, I feel kinda empty without flipping through my notes, doing essays ,etc. In short, studying (which I've been trying to devote a large amount of my time to over the past week). I know, I know. It's probably spine-chilling, eyebrow-raising, blah blah blah to hear me say something like that, being the certified positively nonchalant slacker that I am. But yeah, I'm kinda freaked out about it too. Approximately two days without touching my books (due to the end of the promos) and I feel something's missing :S Either I've become a studyoholic (very very unlikely) or I've become too inseparable from my books (snowball's chance in hell). Wait a minute! It's kinda like the same thing either way! Oh no! What has posessed me man?!

But at the same time, I'm kinda enjoying this liberation, which is actually a contradiction to what I just said. But hey, life is itself a contradiction. So yeah, you get my drift...

In other news, I met steph today for some time together. *Sigh* Even though it's been just two days, it feels like I haven't seen her for eons. =))

`S.B.S *nigeL -- 6:43 pm