*471 - 3 am ramblings

What if I say way up there, at the ceiling? Well. How about you? Oh, pretty high; that's always a good answer.

I'm usually good at seeing right through people. It's a mystery this time.

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On a completely unrelated note,

I thought I had left all those childish squabbles behind me. I'm 19; you're 22. There's no need to be melodramatic.

I hate awkward situations and I absolutely cannot deal with confrontations. I'm sorry if I was rude, but I had to get away from it all.

I'm not angry, and I wasn't in any way. It's my fault. I deal with problems in the worst way possible - by running away.

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On another completely unrelated note,

I walked back to my dorm at 1 am. It's 3 am now. I've been thinking too much for my own good. I need to fill my head with perfectly harmless stuff like perfect competition and monopolies. Having a life is great, but, really, sometimes I wish that life could be limited to something simple and emotionless, something like studying economics.

Oh ignore me, it's 3 am.