24. wow! what a large number, considering i can only count up to 10, albeit with some difficult. (hmm.. what's that number after 4 again? 7? hehe.)

24 hours (have i mentioned that it's such a large number? no? well.. it is. oh, i have? oh. right, then.) in a day. yet, why do i keep getting the feeling that i don't have enough time to do everything i want to do?

somehow, time slips through my fingers like grains of sand, and i can never seem to get a good grip on it. wonder what i spend all my time on. perhaps it's the outings with friends, or the day dreaming i'm so wont to do, or the time i spend getting distracted by modern technology, which doesn't even seem like much anymore. or is it really just the time i spend wondering about what i've done with it?

whatever it is, i wish i had more time, even though we already have 24 hours (which, as i've mentioned, is a large number).

tick, tock.

tired. oh, so tired.