Song of the Day: LCD Soundsystem - Daft Punk is Playing at My House

I was numb. Numb from too much coffee, too little sleep, and most of all too many good memories. Totally consumed by the past 5 years of thoughts, I was distracted from the task at hand - passing this damn exam. As I write some frivolous pathway about ascorbic acid, I couldn't help but look around. Just a few minutes ago, I could have cared less what anyone else was doing, but I would rather squeeze a fraction of added time to cram. "The 2,5-DKG reductase gene is ...", worthless and irrelevant to me. Everything was in slow motion. You know like everyone just woke up from a year's worth of peaceful slumber. At the same time, flashbacks were flying before my eyes. The time where I spilt coffee on myself, the time where 2 random girls in my frosh year shunned me from engaging in social circle (they also happen to be sitting beside me during the exam), the time where I stopped caring about this exam.

As a couple hours passed and people started handing in their exams. I couldn't help but think as each person files through that exit, they are somewhat leaving. Leaving to study for another exam, leaving for home, leaving for good. A piece of me slowly saunters out the door and out of my life. And for now, I sit here with diagrams of stupid pathways, parts of me are leaving. The girl I never talked to, but I had mad affinities for, the guy with the cool weezer pin on his backpack that I always wanted to talk to, GONE. I am left withered into nothing.

And now it's all over.

xend transmissionx

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