It's a pretty good read.
I've been attempting to write a LJ post for a long time now but nothing seems to come out. I'll be walking around thinking or doing things and I always say to myself, "oh, this I can LJ about." But as soon as I get to LJ it all vanishes. This is the way my days have been lately. The pressures of the last few weeks of classes are getting to me.
I spend at least an hour a day lying on my bed doing nothing. My roommate will come home to find me lying there analyzing my fingernails. I avoid social interaction if it's possible and I don't talk very often these days. I spend unhealthy amounts looking at unchanging pages on the internet. I've listened to a lot of Morrissey and The Smiths.
I have studied, practiced Chinese characters, written papers, gotten ahead in Zen Buddhism, taken quizzes and tests for which I had prepared for. I have not found a place to live, a job to hold during the summer, or a volunteering position for the summer.
I sleep a lot despite the fact that I've been consuming caffeine in inhuman amounts. My yuan qi is depleting like nobody's business.
I love VCU. I've said it all year and at first I thought it was just because it was such a relief to actually like the college I attend, but I'm seriously in love with VCU. I have a tendency to avoid people when I see them sporting Greek letters on their clothing, denoting that they are a member of a fraternity or sorority but even these people are easy to get along with. People are so varying here that nobody is phased by anybody. It's amazing. I almost want to live in Richmond after graduation (but I don't and I won't [D.C. or bust]).
In other news, the weather is ♥♥♥♥. I wish I had a porch. I'd be reading outside all day long (which is probably not a good idea because I'd read novels, not textbooks). I have to read Runaway Horses by Mishima soon so I can return it to the guy who loaned it to me. But I am reading The Silent Cry by Oe and it's too amazing to stop in order to read more post-war Japanese lit (which seems to have my full attention at the moment). In between reading this novel, I read essays by Masao Abe who is pretentious and unintelligable and as a result I love him. Zen and Comparative Studies blows my mind; it's like a koan in and of itself.
Oh and the other day was Sarah Michelle Gellar's birthday. Oh, Sarah, I love you so, so much. You are gorgeous. You fill my life with the happiness and wonder that is Buffy the Vampire Slayer. One day I intend to make a full and complete post about my love for the show but for now I'm in do-nothing mode.
Oh, yes, remember this post? Guess who forgot their paper again today. (That would be me.)
I spend at least an hour a day lying on my bed doing nothing. My roommate will come home to find me lying there analyzing my fingernails. I avoid social interaction if it's possible and I don't talk very often these days. I spend unhealthy amounts looking at unchanging pages on the internet. I've listened to a lot of Morrissey and The Smiths.
I have studied, practiced Chinese characters, written papers, gotten ahead in Zen Buddhism, taken quizzes and tests for which I had prepared for. I have not found a place to live, a job to hold during the summer, or a volunteering position for the summer.
I sleep a lot despite the fact that I've been consuming caffeine in inhuman amounts. My yuan qi is depleting like nobody's business.
I love VCU. I've said it all year and at first I thought it was just because it was such a relief to actually like the college I attend, but I'm seriously in love with VCU. I have a tendency to avoid people when I see them sporting Greek letters on their clothing, denoting that they are a member of a fraternity or sorority but even these people are easy to get along with. People are so varying here that nobody is phased by anybody. It's amazing. I almost want to live in Richmond after graduation (but I don't and I won't [D.C. or bust]).
In other news, the weather is ♥♥♥♥. I wish I had a porch. I'd be reading outside all day long (which is probably not a good idea because I'd read novels, not textbooks). I have to read Runaway Horses by Mishima soon so I can return it to the guy who loaned it to me. But I am reading The Silent Cry by Oe and it's too amazing to stop in order to read more post-war Japanese lit (which seems to have my full attention at the moment). In between reading this novel, I read essays by Masao Abe who is pretentious and unintelligable and as a result I love him. Zen and Comparative Studies blows my mind; it's like a koan in and of itself.
Oh and the other day was Sarah Michelle Gellar's birthday. Oh, Sarah, I love you so, so much. You are gorgeous. You fill my life with the happiness and wonder that is Buffy the Vampire Slayer. One day I intend to make a full and complete post about my love for the show but for now I'm in do-nothing mode.
Oh, yes, remember this post? Guess who forgot their paper again today. (That would be me.)