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It's almost 11.
I am dead fucking tired, and listening to old NOFX through headphones. It's keeping me up.
I have to go buy my American Poetry book sometime this afternoon, then write about a shit ton of poems. If I fail to do so, my poetry professor might kill me.
And he looks like a vulture, so he's probably plenty capable.
I don't mind my job. I don't mind class.
I am noticing, that I no longer have the energy, will or know-how to fulfill the stereotypical college experience. I still drink like a fish, but at much more reasonable hours, and I'm not trying to tap that proverbial ass all night.
But then again, when was I?
I guess I'm really trying to say, that more and more I am finding myself annoyed with the persons I associate with. Mostly the females.
ZING.
Shower time.
I am dead fucking tired, and listening to old NOFX through headphones. It's keeping me up.
I have to go buy my American Poetry book sometime this afternoon, then write about a shit ton of poems. If I fail to do so, my poetry professor might kill me.
And he looks like a vulture, so he's probably plenty capable.
I don't mind my job. I don't mind class.
I am noticing, that I no longer have the energy, will or know-how to fulfill the stereotypical college experience. I still drink like a fish, but at much more reasonable hours, and I'm not trying to tap that proverbial ass all night.
But then again, when was I?
I guess I'm really trying to say, that more and more I am finding myself annoyed with the persons I associate with. Mostly the females.
ZING.
Shower time.