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6:19pm
mood: aggravated music: Dulcinea (La Mancha OST) So this is the future, huh? It stinks. It's filled with strife, just like the past was. Did i do something wrong? Not that i'm complaining. I'm just remarking. I never knew what the future would look like; now i know. It's not like i wanted to sell my soul to this college so they could juice me for all i got. I figured i'd come in and raze the place, but they shakle me down and take all my spare time with homework. Now, i'm not one to succumb to stress, or anything, but i can't help but notice my own frustration at the endless march of time, completely devoted to finishing homework assignments. It's enough to break a sufficiently lesser man. Why, my glasses are even broken. There's such a thing as moderation, and the college practices moderation in moderation, i'll say that much. Take physics for example. I mean seriously, take it away so i don't choke when i gorge myself on all these stinking problems. And don't start with me on the Western Civ. But i love all these subjects, and i just love to learn, in general. But my time, man, my TIME! That's priceless stuff, i can't just be sopping it up like so much milk and throw it away doing homework! And yet i go on. Alrighty i'm done. i have PHYSICS problem sets to do. That will take until about 10pm, maybe. |