worst post ever

[baekin]

this week has tried to kill me. and i've survived for it to try again next week. The semester has started with a vegeance and I'm falling back into the bad academic habits of semesters past. i had a paper due tuesday and i turned it in today. it's not a huge deduction from the grade of it, but seriously? it's a two page history paper. i should be able to punch that shit out in three hours, and i did once i actually made myself do it. there's a lot to be said or my room being messy when i'm trying to get stuff done. i feel so affected by my environment that i just don't want to deal with anything when there's shit strewn about. and all this week i've been having the most messed up dreams ever. part of it i think is because i was trying to take naps and then wake up to write that paper so i'd put the snooze on and then reset the alarm 40 minutes later until i woke up and went to class. but most of my dreams have been really anxious and not fun. not horror films or anything, just bad situations. but one dream i had was unlike any other i'd ever had before. usually when i dream i only see and hear things. i don't smell or taste or feel anything. but this dream was everything and really vivid. i actually and completely thought it was real. it only lasted one minute. and then i woke up. and it sucked to wake up.
"no one wants to hear what you dreamt about unless you dreamt about them." i'm not sure how true that is but it's probably safe to say i should move on to a different subject
so yeah. boring. nothing. i just feel. i'm not sure how i feel. more optimistic about the next week than the last. although i have tons of reading to do. like about 1000 pages. no joke. fun fun. can't wait.
and i'm going to eagle tonight and i don't know why. so i guess i'll just get cracking on that reading. huzzah.
hopefully saturday will find me headed towards milwaukee.