I guess sometimes you just have one of those days....
One of those days spent looking at potential tattoo designs rather than homework, knowing there will be something to do and some place to go relatively soon.. and in the mean time, why start homework when you're going to leave, anyway? Why even try to be productive when you'd rather sleep and think of what the future outside of obstacles and stress could bring.
Contemplate the fuzz on your little black gloves, or the left-over chocolate in a cup that once held warm deliciousness that reminded you of childhood. Contemplate why you love to make to-do lists but the act of getting them done is an entirely different thing. Contemplate the dust collecting on the photographs that surround you; contemplate why they bend rather than stay straight, as they hang down from the wood of your shelf; contemplate whether or not you care that they're warped when they were once beautiful. Contemplate your relationships with people and the Temporary Student Advantage card sitting to your right. Contemplate one particular picture that seems more pixelated than the rest and remember the smiles on their faces. Remember the happiness and the freedom and the lack of stress and when things came easy to you... remember when you didn't have to try in order to get good grades. Remember when receiving a text message was the next best thing to a hug. Remember the tape that was recently erased with olympics footage and it probably still makes you a little sad inside. Contemplate the calendar that continues to fall from the door and wonder where the thumb tack went. Contemplate why you sometimes whisper or mouth things to yourself when you're typing alone, as if to concentrate harder and understand more of what's showing up on the screen in front of you. Contemplate how much money you've wasted in the last year while knowing how much you could have saved instead. Contemplate upcoming tests and quizes that you may be unprepared for and wonder if you'll care enough in the future to do well on them. Know that you will care at the last minute, because suddenly grades mean everything to you, and you don't want to fail other people's your own expectations. Think about the happier things in life. Think about why you want to get your second tattoo, why you want to see this person, why you want to spend this money, why you want to get these grades, why you want to accomplish these things, why you want to become this person - think about your life into the future, when none of this will matter, yet you'll continue to look at the fuzz of your little black gloves and wonder how they ever mattered in the first place.
In other news, I paid very little attention in Anthro today, but this is what kept me from falling asleep. :)
My half of Shannon and my conversation:
Our Anthro professor has a huge grey beard that I can't stop staring at whenever he talks because it just hangs there and moves around... and all he does is talk and talk and talk in various circles about hardly anything that we'll be tested on, so I find is rather hard to care and pay attention... thus the illustration + conversation that took place. :-) (And now, for my nap.)