My head nods.
How much more of this is there?
I don't know.
I accept what much more there is,
Before things get better.

I sat in the quad reading a book for an essay that is due relatively soon; however, I was distracted by the girl sitting directly across from me, for whom I admired, perhaps obviously, as her slightly over shoulder length long auburn-red hair was being blown parallel to the ground just above the bushes that surround the center of the quad. I can't say what she was working on, whatever it was she was committed to it, and I felt a drop within me because I probably will never know her name. I would have liked to know what name could try and give justice to such a beauty. My head nods, maybe it's better this way that I don't know her, I would probably only accustom her to being treated like a princess.

My best isn't always good enough, lately. Before, I could trace history and pick out areas that I needed to improve on, where exactly I went wrong in given situations. I can't do that this time. I pulled out stops; maybe I wasn't too forward, or maybe I was, I don't know. That statement lingers lately: I don't know; it is across the board.

Upon hearing that my harddrive for my laptop could be unfixable and that I might have to penny up for a new one, I could barely make out what the person behind the desk was telling me; like other times when you get bad news, the room slows down, your hands clam up, and you fail to grip the extreme nature of the situation. It's just a laptop, yes; but, it's college and I do need this unreliable piece of technology to get by, especially with the amount of extracurricular work I have. I cannot use this myriad of computers around campus much longer...   It's been a week since my computer started malfunctioning and I still have no clue why it started happening. There was no precursor, no foreshadowing to these events, they just started happening and now my computer sits in the shop and I am waiting to hear back on the final word. I accept that I may be without a computer for a while longer while I work on homework elsewhere and try to attain enough money to buy a new one.

I woke up feeling good, this is undeniable- it's on Twitter as proof. I was in a good mood throughout most of the day too; the weather was nice, I had no classes, the entire day lay ahead of me to get work done, and I knew I'd be talking with some of my favorite people throughout the day (M,B,Tr,To,O,etc...).

But, a day is 24hrs.
And I know that there is still enough time left for things to get better.
But this is where I am, stuck...

Before things get better...
Before things get better...
I need things to get better.