if you always get up late, you're never gonna be on time

Oct 03, 2006 23:49

Oh brain, where for art thou?
Mongolia? Well...that's not cool. You're supposed to be here.
Fine! Be like that, it's not like I need you or anything! Biatch.

So, maybe that conversation didn't actually happen, but the way my head feels it's entirely within the realm of possibility.

I mean, I love philosophy. Love it enough to ignore the fact that it was my worst mark. Worse then economics even. But, well. I just don't know anything. It's like my brain shuts down in class and I have this weird inability to have an opinion. Maybe it's that I don't like thinking out loud. In front of all these other people...I either failing to see the forest, or failing to see the trees. Maybe, maybe, maybe, I don't even know.

Eff.

I want a god that stays dead, not plays dead.
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