Monday, 19 April 2010

I miss the therapeutic sound that occurs when the lap top keyboard is being properly worked.
You know, when your fingers are dancing across the keys at a rhythmic pace?
Music to my ears!
I am working on a lab report and its not happening. There is no pleasant rhythm in this typing. It is forced, stalling and blood curdling. I am suffering. I type three words, then I stare apathetically into the screen. My mind wanders off. I let out a heavy sigh and then I delete what I just wrote.
I wish I was efficient. I wish I loved writing lab reports.

3 comments:

  1. Welcome to any essay i've ever written.

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  2. damn it Stuart, we should have made a deal.
    swapping essay for lab reports.
    but hey! it's not too late, you could still write my reports?

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  3. Too right! You would have had a deal there. Not really feeling i'm getting much from your other offer tho. How about, you do my portfolio and i'll do your reports?

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