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Friday, October 12, 2001 :::

and on goes my first all-nighter. the sad thing is that i wasted the majority of it procrastinating, conversating with people online, eating doritos...blah. it's currently 5 in the morning. i'd be waking up in less than 2 hours, so i don't see the point in sleeping. i'm wishing that i was a coffee drinker...but i have yet to consume a single cup. i always viewed it as a cheap way out; NOW i see its usefulness. i've been snacking on Mini M&Ms, but...they aren't lessening the stickiness of my eyes. or the severity of my headache. and Anne has disappeared. she's an absolute angel for having stuck with me thru most of the night, helping to prepare me for the morning's Sociology midterm...but i still have lots of material to cover. i HATE myself for procrasinating...but i hate the material even more. it really isn't captivating at all...it's all stuff that i know connotatively, just not denotatively. well, denotation can suck my ass. and my professor is a maniac. if i fail this test, i'm going to shoot...someone. i see myself as at LEAST getting a C. If i earn a C, i'll be content. anything less, i'm gonna go fuckin' insane. this class was supposed to be a breeze. it's turned out to be a tornado. WAY TOO EARLY IN THE MORNING, first of all...freakin' 8:30 AM. classes at and before this time should be outlawed. wuttabuncha crap.

while on the topic of school, i should mention my recent decisions toward the future of my schooling here. i believe that i'm going to shoot for a double major-business and photo-journalism-and a minor in music. afterwards, i'd like to attend the University of Miami and score a degree in Recording Engineering. this way, i'd be completely set for life. decent jobs would be secured, i'd have all the know-how to run my own studio; i'd likely move to California to employ my polished talents. this seems like the place i'd enjoy the most geographically, as well...beaches, mountains, mad-crazy urbanization...it's all there. however, i still have a soft spot for Boston...so, we'll just have to see how the cookie crumbles.

Anne is back, so it's back to the books for me. more later...chizow...

-crazy?


::: posted by AJBrotz at 4:13 AM


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