silens-silentium

… And the paper is finished.

After staying up the whole night, I’ve finally finished a paper I took forever to start. Not too difficult a paper to write, but somehow, my super high expectations always leads to frustration. I’m not totally done with the paper, but I think its the 90% completed version.

As I was working through the night, I had this overwhelming urge to just call someone, anyone, and just talk to him/her. I wonder why I’m turning soft. I used to like the solitude. In the end I didn’t call anyone, I just turned to my ipod. Which didn’t really help, because the songs I listened to were sappy Chinese retro love songs.

Off to sleep, looks like I can make it for dinner after all.