My first update in ages...
A few weeks/months/years (I've lost all track of time) ago I started to write an entry, but ran out of stamina half way through and deleted it. For some reason, live journal no longer feels like an inviting place through which to share my thoughts. However, that time of the term has arrived. You know, the "OH MY GOD I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO AND HAVEN'T STARTED ANY OF IT" time, where I jump at every chance to procrastinate. And here is one of those chances.
First of all, I must say happy birthday to Jey and Curtis.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEY!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CURTIS!
May your year be filled with all things good and sweet. Such as chocolate. Or vegan chocolate.
I never really expected that I'd be one of those people who completely crumbled during fourth term and did absolutely no work. Unfortunately, that's exactly what has happened. My brain feels as though it's been put through a blender, and it no longer functions properly. I have less than three weeks until graduation, but so much to do in that time. But my brain is letting me down. That and, I'm lazy and tired and far too easily distracted. But somehow it's easier to blame everything on my brain. My brain does, after all, have a lot of control over me.
I went to sydney during the holidays. It seems so long ago that I was so blissfully free and unburdened. Sydney wasn't exactly fun, but it was definitely interesting. Then I returned home in a bad mood and was dreading another monotonous term filled with pointless assessment. My bad mood continued for quite a while, but I'm starting to snap out of it. Which should be a huge relief for all those who know me.
Lately I've been having a lot of nightmares. The most common nightmare I have involves me being chased by something, and running away for dear life. The setting is always different, but the concept remains consistent. I run, I hide, I run some more.. and I'm never really caught. It just, never ends. And I wake up exhausted.
Last night, however, I had a nightmare about my history teacher. I'm actually terrified of my history teacher, she's a rude, immature and disrespectful human being. But she sure can yell. My dream involved her yelling at me for unspecified amounts of time, and me not being able to say anything in return. Me feeling powerless.
I have to say, that despite school and despite nightmares and despite my brain turning to mush... today I'm feeling really happy. Well... that's not entirely true. I'm dreading assignments... especially biology. BUT it's amazing the difference a special person can make.
Well... I suppose I should stop procrastinating and start focusing. How exactly does one force one's brain to function?
Sorry this update has been boring. When school is finished (funny how everything I plan to do has that particular preface) I'll update more regularly with interesting information. But until then, you're stuck with this!
Current Mood:
Excited
Current Music: Tell Me What To Say: John Mayer