Chillin at the uni library on a Sunday. Siq life. It would be foolish of me to complain about not having internet at the new place, because I finally have a home that I don’t have to pretend to not be there, or hide in my room. Boom!
On a related note, my make-up philosophy in action: why make the bed when you’re just gonna get in it again.
I think it’s reasonable to assume that if I spent half the time on my uni work as I do eating sour peach hearts, I’d have a whole lot more assignment happening right about now.
The bitter irony of listening to a neuropsychology lecture on Attention, and not even pretending to mentally attend to it. Fark.
I always neglect to remember that writing essays at this hour is futile, as every word seems to be punctuated with ten minutes of staring blankly at the computer screen, desperately trying to recall the point I was trying to make!
Just got a HD for an assignment that I submitted count ‘em 5 days late. I AM INVINCIBLE. Bless you, film studies, I’ll be taking you again, if not simply to bolster my floundering ego.
And just a plain ol’ Black Milk x Wildfox GPOY. Hot damn I love The Rolling Stones
Argghhh. The worst part about making this stupid presentation is knowing that I have to actually give it. Nothing makes me feel more inadequate than standing in front of people who are smarter than me, and hearing myself talk for 10 minutes. Farrrk.
Just kidding, I love making a fool of myself and showing my lack of Neuropsychological knowledge.
Pretending to study for my German exam tomorrow. I am in a hell of my own making!
oder, auf Deutsch
Ich bin für meine Deutsche-Prüfung morgen zu lernen vortäuschen. Ich bin in einer Hölle, habe ich selbst gemacht!!
It’s mysteriously always around any kind of examination period that I start to question my choice of a life of Academia. Who knew you had to study in order to maintain a HD average and not ruin your life? ‘Cause I sure as hell didn’t.
Clearly helping my cause by making some extremely useful notes…
Why did I think Clinical and Experimental Neuroscience would be an interesting subject?! Such foolishness.
Ich bin sehr müde, weil ich nicht so viel geschlafen haben. Ich habe zu viele Anweisungen! Wenn ich reich und sehr interessant und intelligent wäre, würde ich nicht an der Universität gehen… nur jedes Tage in der Sonne schlafen und Kaffee trinken!! Natürlich würde ich der Welt reisen und nie beschäftige mich mit Studium haha.
Ugh, someone please give me back my ability to write. I swear there used to be something inside my skull before it was filled ear to ear with cement. It should not be this hard to write a god damned essay! I could write some lament about blah blah wasted youth, blah blah whatever else. But I’ll be damned if I can remember where I am, I’m so tired all the time!
Watching films I don’t particularly want to for a film class. I tell you, it could be worse…