Saturday Rainy Morning Soviettes Spin

Finals. Holy hell

I turned off Facebook. it was necessary. The degree to which we are able to distract ourselves/waste our time/receive a constant flood of information/get to feel important is absolutely rediculous

Maybe I'll leave it turned off. I hope so. Though I doubt it.
I'm less bad then some.
And yet, I want to go, because I'm bored and annoyed with what I'm doing.

Finals are killing me.
They are. Honestly.
My history of War Final is in 2.5 hours.
I've read the book. Looked over some of my IDs
Though i probably should do more.
I am a fucked up combination of nervous and bored.
This is making me dislike the things I like.


Oh and I'm graduating. That is happening.

Look at me, turning off facebook and blogging instead.
Is this better? At least I'm expressing myself, rather than just reading other people's posts/looking at pictures of cats/conspiracies/postcards-that-say-fucked-up-things

Colour me a malcontent.

I did the math, all I need is an 87% on this final to get an A in the class.
Lets hope I'm there.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand back to the books

See ya later internet.
 -E

Soundtrack of the moment: Bab Books - "Please Move"

A revamped version of an old Haiku

So many things to do
But motivation is broke.
Instead...write Haiku

[Update, another one]

I used to believe,

as you believe, but then life

Punched me in my face.

Soundtrack of the moment: Masato Nakamura - Mystic Cave Zone

что делать?

I don't have anything exciting to say, but I feel like writing all the same.
And as few read this blog, that makes this a perfectly fine forum for such an endeavor.

Perhaps I should do something more productive than this. I do graduate after this semester. Perhaps homework is in order. I'm just feeling mopey.

There are people that I miss, that I wish I didn't. People I want to see, but I know I can't/won't. Things I want to do, that I'm not doing. And on top of this, I'm signing myself up for a semester which is just too many credits, in all likelihood at least.

All of the hard classes, any of which could be beneficial for my sanity to drop. I don't want to drop them. I like them all. And all of the boring stuff, I can't afford to drop if I want to graduate. What to do - что делать?

Might go see some Toasters this weekend. THat could be neat. Just need to pull myself out of this mini funk I've fallen into.
          This is self indulgent writing here.

• I tend to be poetic and fill notebooks with my scrawl 
• But lately, lately it feels good not to do that. It feels good just to be for a while... not to break everything down, reanalyze, reinvision, reinvent
• What will they say? Will it be past tense? Or past subjunctive? The difference in the way they speak, may not speak loud, but it speaks volumes.

Eh. TIme to try to go work my way out of this.
 -E

Soundtrack of the moment: Silence - for once