My girlfriend left my side a few hours ago and I just comatosed on my sofa until now. Catching up on the lack of sleep from the week I guess. Now its that moment of truth in which I have to confron my masters thesis do those corrections that simply wont be there on time.

There always has to be an element of discontent in my life I guess these corrections are it. If it wasn't for them life would be perfect right now. Well that is what I always think, yet it wouldn't be like that, it just wouldn't, something else would.

I have to admit the sleep deprivation due to my new job is the thing that I am finding the most interesting to explore on a daily basis. The text message poetry taht I am exanging with my girl friend is an element of our relationship that helps me endure the sleep deprived comute in the mornings.