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Sep. 17th, 2007 02:55 amPlease forgive my even more unusual attempt at wit, I tend to use whatever I'm using as background noise as an entry title and right now I have none.
My cold is dying down to something managable though I end up unable to sleep cause I tend to be coughing too much. I'm holding out till either I doze off or my lungs finally settle.
I have my first set of tests for classes this semester this week and I've discovered I seemed to have lost the knack for studying. I used to be pretty good at it, taking notes, focusing and remembering stuff. Awesome at it. But this time I'm having all sorts of issues. Being sick tends not to help cause I'm either focusing on breathing without coughing or thinking about how much I'd like to be asleep in bed. My muse finally decided to wake up from it's blue funk, which means I've got the usual plethora of rp ideas, story outlines and picture concepts floating around the ether a tad more distracting than usual. This suprisingly is even less help (you try focusing on all the diffent phylums when your brain is prattling on about sky pirates).
But sadly I think the main problem is I'm just having trouble caring any more. I finished what I assumed would be my last real round of academic work last school year. I was so ready to move on and do the art student thing. But sadly I can't. Things didn't work out and now I have to go back into the salt mines again. No telling when I'm coming out this time. It just seems so futile anymore.
Heres hoping I survive this somehow to get elsewhere.
My cold is dying down to something managable though I end up unable to sleep cause I tend to be coughing too much. I'm holding out till either I doze off or my lungs finally settle.
I have my first set of tests for classes this semester this week and I've discovered I seemed to have lost the knack for studying. I used to be pretty good at it, taking notes, focusing and remembering stuff. Awesome at it. But this time I'm having all sorts of issues. Being sick tends not to help cause I'm either focusing on breathing without coughing or thinking about how much I'd like to be asleep in bed. My muse finally decided to wake up from it's blue funk, which means I've got the usual plethora of rp ideas, story outlines and picture concepts floating around the ether a tad more distracting than usual. This suprisingly is even less help (you try focusing on all the diffent phylums when your brain is prattling on about sky pirates).
But sadly I think the main problem is I'm just having trouble caring any more. I finished what I assumed would be my last real round of academic work last school year. I was so ready to move on and do the art student thing. But sadly I can't. Things didn't work out and now I have to go back into the salt mines again. No telling when I'm coming out this time. It just seems so futile anymore.
Heres hoping I survive this somehow to get elsewhere.