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right now philadelphia is 57 degrees. and my room is a furnace. my room is a claustraphobic furnace. i wore sweatpants to work today. and a gross shirt. and flip flops. i can't figure out what i'm supposed to be learning this semester. but they keep giving me homework. i had a pop quiz last wednesday. i haven't read anything. i have a quiz tomorrow. i still haven't read anything. i talked to my dad today. he wants the money i owe him. i'm tired of being productive. i think i'm just tired of being forced into productivity. i want to be productive in other ways and do different things. i need to graduate. i need to figure out if i want to go to graduate school. geeze louise.