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my god, is it still January?
Jan. 15th, 2003 09:40 pmI... uh... school. It sucks you dry, man. I have this peculiar inability to be truly productive unless deadlines loom. Random work schedules probably are not helping the situation. I'm just SO easily distracted. Seems all that's left in my mind from day to day is scraps of phrases and awful songs from work, weird little tidbits of meaningless things I can't stand. Creative output is at a lull. Always tired, never want to sleep. I need new music and some non-guilt-filled free time.
Last. Quarter. I put my graduation papers in today. 2 degrees, AA and AS. That's what 9 quarters gets you I suppose. Scholarship situation is grim, the application for the grant I was looking for is unintelligible, and I'm not eligible for a frightening array of things because I'm not at western yet. Dammit. It sucks 'cause I need so little: one year. Most of those things are for poor losers who need money so they can, like, eat while at college. I'm smart, dammit, give me money.
Ach. I'm getting a headache. As it stands I could just sit here and stare at this damn journal entry screen. Then I'll shuffle off to bed and do it all over again tomorrow.
Last. Quarter. I put my graduation papers in today. 2 degrees, AA and AS. That's what 9 quarters gets you I suppose. Scholarship situation is grim, the application for the grant I was looking for is unintelligible, and I'm not eligible for a frightening array of things because I'm not at western yet. Dammit. It sucks 'cause I need so little: one year. Most of those things are for poor losers who need money so they can, like, eat while at college. I'm smart, dammit, give me money.
Ach. I'm getting a headache. As it stands I could just sit here and stare at this damn journal entry screen. Then I'll shuffle off to bed and do it all over again tomorrow.
