I am feeling strangely empty, after I turned in the assignment.
I am no longer compelled
to be be in front a computer. But yet I cannot think about finding anythings
useful to do for the rest of the day.
Marc finally answered his phone. I didn't send him a message when I saw
his Gaydar profile set to online. He sounded really sleepy; I only just
said hey and hung up.
I only have a couple of hours to kill. I guess I can go home to see my dad
and make way up to the hospital with my dad. I still have to study tonight
otherwise things would start to get a better of me.