its easy to fall in love, when you fall in love you know you're done
speaking of, im falling in love with this song. and blackalicious. and a few others. im disappointed in all of you for not talking about your scars.
today wasn't as productive as i'd hoped it would be, academically anyhow. i had conversations out the asshole tonight and didn't get a chance to really study. good thing i have all friggin' day tomorrow. also we got the okay to use calculators on our calc test, which means i can wave goodbye to all that memorization i had to do. god i hate trig functions... aside from calc last time around (when i was busy with more than i could handle) i haven't looked at trig functions in 5 years. and the department here expects them to be fresh in your mind. oh well. thats on friday and chem is tomorrow. not worried about either which is strange because last time around they were both murder. its amazing the difference an instructor can make, even though my parents refuse to admit it. im not a dumb kid; most of you know that. but i am a personal kid.. if i dont like you im not going to enjoy the time we spend together and that carries over to professors. im not really interested in any of the shit i have to do to get out of here, aside from the ecology and evolution stuff, but i can handle that. if i don't like the professor though, game over. theres a very strong negative correlation between the amount of time i spend hating a professor, in class or out, and the grade i earn.
i was having a discussion tonight with one of the lovelier loves of my life anne faix. i decided that im not very subtle once you know what to look for. to my credit, i can hide and mislead and manipulate as well as anybody, but when im not trying to do that, im pretty blunt. hell, im usually blunt when i am doing that. its fairly simple. eye contact means you're captivating my attention, unless im watching tv or otherwise engaged with my eyes. gesticulation means im sincerely attempting to get my message across. a majority of monosyllabic responses means im not paying attention (for the most part.. i think its obvious). that aside, im just as likely to avoid all of those things and tell you to fuck off as to say im kind of busy can we talk later. im too intelligent/apathetic/immature/rude/a lot of things for a lot of people. you have to distinguish yourself before i'll go out of my way to watch what i say to you. and even once people get to that point, most of them appreciate my being up front with them anyway. so make a note of it, and then we can all play a fun game of how interesting does brooks think i am!
anyway, im kind of exhausted. tonight was very necessary for me. thanks to everyone who deserves that, you're welcome to those who deserve that, and im sorry/happy birthday/i hope you catch a break soon to kerry.
sleep.
oh, and dear al 'i hate reading' landoni: if this is too long for you, let me know and i'll write you an abbreviated version next time, you lazy fuck.
-out
today wasn't as productive as i'd hoped it would be, academically anyhow. i had conversations out the asshole tonight and didn't get a chance to really study. good thing i have all friggin' day tomorrow. also we got the okay to use calculators on our calc test, which means i can wave goodbye to all that memorization i had to do. god i hate trig functions... aside from calc last time around (when i was busy with more than i could handle) i haven't looked at trig functions in 5 years. and the department here expects them to be fresh in your mind. oh well. thats on friday and chem is tomorrow. not worried about either which is strange because last time around they were both murder. its amazing the difference an instructor can make, even though my parents refuse to admit it. im not a dumb kid; most of you know that. but i am a personal kid.. if i dont like you im not going to enjoy the time we spend together and that carries over to professors. im not really interested in any of the shit i have to do to get out of here, aside from the ecology and evolution stuff, but i can handle that. if i don't like the professor though, game over. theres a very strong negative correlation between the amount of time i spend hating a professor, in class or out, and the grade i earn.
i was having a discussion tonight with one of the lovelier loves of my life anne faix. i decided that im not very subtle once you know what to look for. to my credit, i can hide and mislead and manipulate as well as anybody, but when im not trying to do that, im pretty blunt. hell, im usually blunt when i am doing that. its fairly simple. eye contact means you're captivating my attention, unless im watching tv or otherwise engaged with my eyes. gesticulation means im sincerely attempting to get my message across. a majority of monosyllabic responses means im not paying attention (for the most part.. i think its obvious). that aside, im just as likely to avoid all of those things and tell you to fuck off as to say im kind of busy can we talk later. im too intelligent/apathetic/immature/rude/a lot of things for a lot of people. you have to distinguish yourself before i'll go out of my way to watch what i say to you. and even once people get to that point, most of them appreciate my being up front with them anyway. so make a note of it, and then we can all play a fun game of how interesting does brooks think i am!
anyway, im kind of exhausted. tonight was very necessary for me. thanks to everyone who deserves that, you're welcome to those who deserve that, and im sorry/happy birthday/i hope you catch a break soon to kerry.
sleep.
oh, and dear al 'i hate reading' landoni: if this is too long for you, let me know and i'll write you an abbreviated version next time, you lazy fuck.
-out