Mar 03, 2005 20:59
"But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned
As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
Can't I live while I'm young?"
i don't feel much like contemplating...and i have no motivation to try to save my horrific paper... and i have 100 pages and tons of questions as well as passages to find and respond to....this is the time when i'll call upon my trusty spark notes...when i'm really tempted to say fuck it and go to bed to get some much needed sleep...i can't even take a nap tomorrow after school because i have to work...and then i won't sleep after that because i have to go out...not need, HAVE to go out...and party, oh so hard... ;)