Well, that was helpful *sarcasm*

Generally, it is really difficult to think when there's a song blaring through the right un-busted speaker of your laptop named Toshi. And what's more, it's really not like it's going to help even if you do close the song because it's going to continue playing in your head anyway. What's more than more, you feel it in your chest, so why bother turning it off? At least the blaring sound will distract your chest from contracting as if it were your hungry stomach as if it hasn't eaten for day, but instead it's your chest. 

In general than general, it's just hard to write anything when you're getting sentimental. 

Which would be something of a backward step, considering that for the past few months, anything sentimental has just bounced off a three meter diameter emotional forcefield. So, you don't really know what broke the Force. Really.

God and you love David Archuleta so much that it's just wrong on so many levels. What does it help that the first song he comes out with, is the song that hits home so instantly, the first time you hear it?

Why is it that, in a one out of a thousand chances of whatever the lyrics of the song could have said, it was that, right? And what were the additional chances that that is precisely the confusing feeling that's been bugging you for weeks now? 

The last thing you need during thesis term is this kind of distraction. 

And you think, "stupid coin." Never dwell on the stupid coin. And then you say sorry to Micah for saying her coin is stupid. *hides behind David Archuleta*

OMG (*#&$%)(*&#$ off-topic fangirling: David Archuleta has a vlog *squeals*

Okay, enough of your fangirling. 

You wonder when exactly, what point in time you fell back into being the sappy Stinksap that you were determined not to be last February. Oh, yeah, you remember, "stupid dream".

You mumble that, although they feel nice, you hate the suspense of dreams that involve certain people, tensed situations, think wads of confessionary information on a number of papers... that you realize is impossible in real life and therefore wake up, without ever reading a single word of the letters.

Stupid dream, you think. Stupid letters.

And then add to that the fact that you have been daydreaming more than usual of the people that should not be daydreamed about unless there is a significant amount of wasteful time on your hands, but you still daydream anyway on the excuse that it's really not in your hands whether you daydream or not about them. But you feel that the daydreams are so real that you wonder whether it will really happen. And then you start to over imagine and over think things which can never be good, so you just stare dully at your computer screen as you are typing up a blog trying to embody all those emotions you are feeling but can't really explain. 

And in your confusion you realize that you are not thinking properly anymore.

But that's just you. As for me I...

I...

I---darn it, Archuleta, I'm trying to think!

[EDIT] Stupid coin. Stupid dream. Stupid letter. And now: Stupid Horoscope.

Solo: You must be so excited! Your crush is finally showing some signs that he's into you. You've been waiting for this moment for so long, and now it's finally here. How will you react?

Stupid. You don't even know which crush it's talking about.[/EDIT]