plato and the presocrates

midterm in 9 hours. strangely enough, i’m not panicking. I haven’t exactly mastered the material (well, ok – i have a pretty good idea of what i’d talk about on any of the given philosophers…) but i guess i sleep so little (read: rarely get to bed before 2am) that 12:23am seems… pretty early to call it a night.

this means

I HAVE OFFICIALLY GONE INSANE. at least i acknowledge it.

I really am a little to too hard on myself. and then sometimes when i have an OFF day (see last post) i berate myself for not working harder. it’s a tricky slop. this can’t be healthy, but this is how i’ve learned to cope. i am always preparing for that raining day.

my co-worked/ turned friend is leaving the country (and getting married). the office is having a goodbye party on wed and there’s no way i can make it. he said he’s having a friends only shindig on saturday (which is typically my non-work day) so hopefully i can go to that one.

there’s another commitment i want to get out of simply because i am on the verge of a physical collapse. i need to eat a real meal. i need to listen to some fun music rather than my own recorded study notes on my commutes.

but ughhhhh, i need to start my Henry IV Part I/12th Night comparative essay too.

you know what—i need to buckle down, finish prepping for my midterm and go to bed!

 

geeeezer

apologies, apologies, apologies!

I am in hiding here (in the form of that cunning, manipulative beast that is procrastination) from the wrath of my linguistic anthropology paper. The dear thing is due in 2 days and I’ve got its shadow pinned down.  But the trouble is it keeps trying to escape and I’ve having a hard time pining down my final paragraphs…

I have been working myself to the bone lately and i worry for my health. I have been drinking way too much coffee but I don’t know how else to stay afloat. I have to juggle school, work, family (to a very small extend – my parents have been very understanding of my inability to relax) and friends (those bitches who are done with their midterms while I have 2 more and a paper due!).

So the only ting I can sacrifice is from myself: SLEEP

My bank account is suffering too. I’m eating out and buying coffee every single day because I just have no time nor patience to make any at home. In fact, I only have skim milk in the fridge, which when mixed in coffee, tastes like water. Eughh!

But, all in all, I am very happy – which is the most important thing. My life is full of delightful, delightful preoccupations and I’d rather be exhausted and happy than bored and well rested!

I shall resurface soon, i promise~~