Jan 11, 2008 01:00
Disser has said to me that in things pertaining to our relationship, school has to come first and I have no choice in the matter. This is an incredibly sensible position to take... Unfortunately it leads to situations like today. I did all my math book-work and got a healthy start on my speech outline before leaving school, because I thought I might get to see Disser and that the more homework I had done, the better. Then it turned out he couldn't hang out after all.
FU, karma. :P
Which is not to say I'm unhappy I did the work; it had to get done anyway, and the fact that Disser and not academic ambition was the motivating factor is, as of this immediate moment, irrelevant. In fact I would probably be going crazy if I was having to write my speech outline from scratch; this is my most ambitious speech yet and I've spent more time writing it than I think I've spent on any non-research paper ever. It's a persuasive speech on marijuana and the legalisation thereof (I still can't believe Anne-Marie let me :P). I think I'll post it here as an essay when it's done and polished.
Completely unhelpful is the fact that I'm tired... Which really can't be avoided. I should go get food, though. Might help clear my head.
And more, later:
ommigrate: to move up against, to move up to. "Don't make me ommigrate my fist to your face!"
Where is the line between "aww, she wants to spend time with me" and "annoyingly clingy"? ... Also where do things start bordering on stalking? How do I tell if I'm being a reasonable person? I don't know! wah
It is too late for me to be awake. It is 2:32, in fact. Good night.
musings,
disser,
school