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[12. 17. 07 // @ 2 : 05 pm] |
my hands are cramped from 100 question finals and transcribing notes and cleaning and packing. i don't feel the need to sleep at night anymore, despite extreme exhaustion. there is something growing in my midsection and i don't know what to do. home tomorrow. i need to sleep, but i have no time. i should have taken that opportunity last night. i don't like my roommate and how she does nothing but eat, sleep and watch television. she even combines the latter two events. i'd just as soon never seen her face again.
lunch soon. more studying and writing and no sleeping. more packing. i'd like to nap for the remainder of the afternoon.
but most importantly, home tomorrow.
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[12. 11. 07 // @ 2 : 25 pm] |
one more week and i am home.
one more of each class and then finals.
i need to nap, but i don't have time for sleep.
i need to write a nine page paper, but i have no capacity for learning left.
at least tonight is pancake madness.
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[11. 14. 07 // @ 2 : 01 pm] |
i should be reading wuthering heights right now, but alas..
i registered for next semester and thus far i am taking:
colloquium II
romanticism II
poetry and the avant garde
feminist theory
i'm trying to get into this sociology class called birth and death, but i need the dean's signature to take five classes and he is no where to be found. neither is his secretary, incidentally. so annoying. i don't understand why my adviser can't just give me an overload course code. for whatever reason they switched it from your adviser giving you the code to needing the dean's approval. he should be around more. he is the dean, after all. or maybe he should have someone there in his stead so people could make appointments to see him.
nothing here is run properly or logically.
home in six days.
( zxcjasdjfoaiskd )
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| hey, who's on trial? |
[11. 11. 07 // @ 11 : 00 pm] |
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life.
i have mono and some liver problems as a result. the semester's nearly over but my butt has been thoroughly kicked. this has been a tough tough tough few months and the last month will certainly not be easy.
i'm coming home in a week and a half for thanksgiving break. i'm pretty excited to come home, but i won't be able to do anything at all. maybe it's for the best. i really do need to chill lately. i've been sort of crazy for a few weeks.
it snowed really hard friday night. they were gigantic beautiful snowflakes. incidentally we were locked out of our dorm due to a very long fire alarm. it was my first day of mono. nice.
saturday i woke up feeling okay so i decided to "fuck mono, live life." i went to manhattan for a few hours which was a dumb idea. i got really weak. i wasn't done fucking mono, though. i went to the hotel to see meaghan who came back to visit for the week. still not done fucking mono. i went to perry's when i came back to hang out for a little. around 2am i wanted to die and realized that "fuck mono, live life" is a really bad motto because mono means business.
i literally slept all day today and i'm still exhausted and i still have so much more work to do.
on december second i think i'm going to manhattan again to see the christmas tree being lit. will wants to go and i think it'd be really fun, albeit cold and a bad idea.
now for a little jane austen and a lot of sleep.
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[10. 21. 07 // @ 1 : 15 pm] |
fuck me.
this is problematic.
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