Friday night, escaped classes late. Sundown long past. Feeling tired, like I earned it. Much work left, but much done for one day.
What I want is to go out. What I want is to have a pretty girl on my arm for a couple hours: Talk over tea, see the same movie. I don't want to be in love again, yet. I want someone to share a few hours with.
Since that isn't happening, I'm curled up in a coffeehouse with a page of problems that need algorithmic solutions. Yay homework.
What I want is to go out. What I want is to have a pretty girl on my arm for a couple hours: Talk over tea, see the same movie. I don't want to be in love again, yet. I want someone to share a few hours with.
Since that isn't happening, I'm curled up in a coffeehouse with a page of problems that need algorithmic solutions. Yay homework.
rorschach:
I know exactly what you mean...with the girl, not with the algorithm problems. 