grades:sleep:life:dance
...and in my world, only 2 of these essentials can happen simultaneously. Fortunately (or unfortunately depending on how you look at it) dance and my life are winning out right now. So, consequently, my life is unbelievably fun right now for the amount of stress that I'm under.
I mean, if I didn't have dance to look forward do, my life would be miserable. I can't just sit around figuring out stat problems, solving differential equations, and calculating the frictional force between an incline and the box sliding down it. My head might just explode. Instead, I enjoy putting off the inevitable with video games(guitar hero!!), Charmed, and/or the RENT soundtrack (and occasionally, a lj post).
Currently, "the inevitable" includes the prob/stat homework which is due in 4 hours, which is only half done right now; studying for the looming physics "quiz" to take place in 7 hours, which I haven't started doing yet; and finally, a somewhat more distant diffeq test, for which I need to learn 3 chapters worth of crap. And what did I do yesterday instead of being as productive as I needed to be? I worked on my guitar hero skills, and watched Gardenstate at the boys' apartment.
ok. I'm stopping for now, because I'm out of internet. More to come tonight or tomorrow... :)
k so this sounds so incomplete... but ANYWAYS..
So, however nonproductive I am in the academic sense, I woke up this morning to kind of an epiphany: I'm over David. And he's gone from my life in quite a similar way as he entered into my life. One day, after about 6 months of knowing him, I woke up and was like, "wow, I like David Goossens." And today, after a year and a half, I woke up and thought "wow, I don't need David Goossens." Its such an amazing feeling. I am not sure when or how it happened, but I realise, when I see him sign on AIM, I have no urge to talk to him. This time last year, I would still look forward to random phone calls just to hear him. But today, I think of him not as a boy who shattered my heart.. but I look back and pity the David Goossens who lives today. He is no longer that kid from high school, who was so cool and whitty. He's just another college sell-out. And I think of him in the same way that I think my other high school friends who have completely changed. The girl who does coke and opiates, the girl who moved in with her boyfriend a month after she met him... I pity these people, and I miss the teens who I once loved dearly. But David, I don't need THIS David. And I feel good about it. It took a year and a half, a couple flings, and several shallow crushes.. but hey, time heals all wounds, right?
I mean, if I didn't have dance to look forward do, my life would be miserable. I can't just sit around figuring out stat problems, solving differential equations, and calculating the frictional force between an incline and the box sliding down it. My head might just explode. Instead, I enjoy putting off the inevitable with video games(guitar hero!!), Charmed, and/or the RENT soundtrack (and occasionally, a lj post).
Currently, "the inevitable" includes the prob/stat homework which is due in 4 hours, which is only half done right now; studying for the looming physics "quiz" to take place in 7 hours, which I haven't started doing yet; and finally, a somewhat more distant diffeq test, for which I need to learn 3 chapters worth of crap. And what did I do yesterday instead of being as productive as I needed to be? I worked on my guitar hero skills, and watched Gardenstate at the boys' apartment.
ok. I'm stopping for now, because I'm out of internet. More to come tonight or tomorrow... :)
k so this sounds so incomplete... but ANYWAYS..
So, however nonproductive I am in the academic sense, I woke up this morning to kind of an epiphany: I'm over David. And he's gone from my life in quite a similar way as he entered into my life. One day, after about 6 months of knowing him, I woke up and was like, "wow, I like David Goossens." And today, after a year and a half, I woke up and thought "wow, I don't need David Goossens." Its such an amazing feeling. I am not sure when or how it happened, but I realise, when I see him sign on AIM, I have no urge to talk to him. This time last year, I would still look forward to random phone calls just to hear him. But today, I think of him not as a boy who shattered my heart.. but I look back and pity the David Goossens who lives today. He is no longer that kid from high school, who was so cool and whitty. He's just another college sell-out. And I think of him in the same way that I think my other high school friends who have completely changed. The girl who does coke and opiates, the girl who moved in with her boyfriend a month after she met him... I pity these people, and I miss the teens who I once loved dearly. But David, I don't need THIS David. And I feel good about it. It took a year and a half, a couple flings, and several shallow crushes.. but hey, time heals all wounds, right?