My Happy Nose

My nose is happy. I am too, but not as much. Just kidding.
No more verbs about the day.
2 zachots (idiocy within). completed coursepaper. pack of paper. favorite cake. no dreams about future and a whole lot of skepticism. starcraft and anime jokes. lots of exploration and investigation. sleep and wakefulness (what a word!). too much laughing and tickle. late hours.
And I'm still not talking. Damn me (I am saying damn 15x times more this week). Words and thoughts should be said. That's what they are for [mostly].
But still it is extremely good. It's way tooo gooood and I like that. Feeling more alive that way.
Now I am too sleepy to write anything else. Will go to bed and read because I have to. Will wake up early tomorrow. Really will.

P.S. No, not because I have to - because I want to.