Ya gotta get away from this day to day running around, everybody knows this is nowhere...
I suppose it was a nightmare. In any event, at about 5:30 this morning, I jumped up and hit my elbow on my nightstand. It seemed to be an omen for today, an omen which nearly four hours later still hurts. But it's okay, I don't care.
I got 8 hours of sleep for the second night in a row. I think that's why I feel so rested and positive right now. It could also be that yesterday I ate better than I have been eating lately, and that I survived a very stressful shift.
I keep thinking about the summer. Summer 2006 was a chance to look around and reflect, and while I did very little of that (after all, when one does nothing what inspiration motivates one to reflect?) I also had a lack of internet (or rather, a perceived lack) for a considerable chunk of the summer. I also was low on funds. In any event, listening to Neil this morning, my elbow with its mild-to-nil pain (I'm exaggerating it for the purposes of this entry, but there is indeed still pain), I can't help but reminded of this last great epoch.
When I came to Santa Cruz two years ago in the Fall of 2004, it felt different. I thought I had grown up and was suddenly faced with adulthood. I was wrong. The past two school years did not feel like school; consequently, I did not really treat them like school. I gave into sloth, indulgence, excess, you name it. This could also explain my poor attendance and my refusal to see most things through an entire quarter. Of course, I could just be blaming a lack of intellect for my lackluster grades. Actually, my lack of intellect is to blame for my linguistic grades. But this simplistic analysis ignores many other pertinent factors. Of course, this entry is also not meant to be an in-depth analysis of causation. Rather, like all livejournals, it is meant to be a gateway into my life as described by myself for an audience more-or-less of my choosing.
I got some negative vibes coarsing through my veins, and I don't know how to get rid of them. I wish I did, because this is going to be a great week and I really want to enjoy it to the best of my ability. No, seriously. It's also going to be a long and crappy week, as I have to work 5 days this week, watch ONE movie for TWO class on thursday (which is one of my day's off). I'm glad that even if I didn't slow down enough to capture any of my pithy observations that I at least got the time to write more in the lj and what not. I'm fresh and cleaned and as prepared as I can be at this point. Well, except for my quiz at 11 this morning. I'd better study for that; I have to catch the bus in about 30 minutes. Ciao.
I got 8 hours of sleep for the second night in a row. I think that's why I feel so rested and positive right now. It could also be that yesterday I ate better than I have been eating lately, and that I survived a very stressful shift.
I keep thinking about the summer. Summer 2006 was a chance to look around and reflect, and while I did very little of that (after all, when one does nothing what inspiration motivates one to reflect?) I also had a lack of internet (or rather, a perceived lack) for a considerable chunk of the summer. I also was low on funds. In any event, listening to Neil this morning, my elbow with its mild-to-nil pain (I'm exaggerating it for the purposes of this entry, but there is indeed still pain), I can't help but reminded of this last great epoch.
When I came to Santa Cruz two years ago in the Fall of 2004, it felt different. I thought I had grown up and was suddenly faced with adulthood. I was wrong. The past two school years did not feel like school; consequently, I did not really treat them like school. I gave into sloth, indulgence, excess, you name it. This could also explain my poor attendance and my refusal to see most things through an entire quarter. Of course, I could just be blaming a lack of intellect for my lackluster grades. Actually, my lack of intellect is to blame for my linguistic grades. But this simplistic analysis ignores many other pertinent factors. Of course, this entry is also not meant to be an in-depth analysis of causation. Rather, like all livejournals, it is meant to be a gateway into my life as described by myself for an audience more-or-less of my choosing.
I got some negative vibes coarsing through my veins, and I don't know how to get rid of them. I wish I did, because this is going to be a great week and I really want to enjoy it to the best of my ability. No, seriously. It's also going to be a long and crappy week, as I have to work 5 days this week, watch ONE movie for TWO class on thursday (which is one of my day's off). I'm glad that even if I didn't slow down enough to capture any of my pithy observations that I at least got the time to write more in the lj and what not. I'm fresh and cleaned and as prepared as I can be at this point. Well, except for my quiz at 11 this morning. I'd better study for that; I have to catch the bus in about 30 minutes. Ciao.