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study break & being broken
All the time I thought I had to study just disappeared. And now here I am, cramming for my 9:00am Qual Research exam, while I'm still in London. I'm crazy. My bus is at 3:50am.
My last exam is on the 20th, just a week and a few hours away, but it seems so far. I need warm sun and a cool breeze to guide me to some happy memories and exciting plans.
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i hurt, therefore i am.*
The past two weeks were unbelievably overwhelming. Part of it was because of my own bad decisions and poor planning (for getting essays and assignments completed), and the other, more draining part, happened without my control.
Two nights ago I finally slept without worry. I woke up without a knot in my stomach, I did not feel like vomitting, my ( Read more... ) -
guide me home, please, tonight.
Nothing is ever completely new; it's just the way it's delivered that's different.
It feels good to be humbled while being completely overwhelmed, worried and anxious. You get to appreciate all of the small things so much more; like a tight hug from your kid brother, and catching the bus just in time, and waking up to find your fat cat asleep on ( Read more... ) -
hope will make you strange make you blink make you blink, make you sink*
I am freaking out. I want to cry my face off. I have so much work to do that it would take several minutes to list them down, and all of it has to be done by Wednesday. I've missed so many classes because I've been TRYING to do this work. I am going crazy. I am freaking out.
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troubles of that damn Aesthetics (/Philosophy of Art ) class
ARTWORLD = INSTITUTION = PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL
This is what I have that connects George Dickie's description of art as [a definable] insitution to Morris Weitz's claim that art is indefinable because there are only similarities between all works of art and not necessary and sufficient conditions that make a definition possible. I find it ridiculous ( Read more... ) -
from Mentos to Furtado
So peach Mentos have a bad aftertaste. A tutorial was cancelled again so I have been killing time at school since 3:30pm. I have a class at 7:00pm. I have bugged Ruthie at UM, ate a bagel and too-spicy soup, bumped into Selena, and for a second time, Rolled up the Rim to win a coffee. I have actually succumbed to the iPod - Adam's iPod - because my ( Read more... ) -
diverting from Clive Bell's significant form
Apparently, it's 22ºC in this room, but I'm freezing. I'm only on eljay because I'm writing an essay, which is an unfortunate reason because (a) I'm procrastinating and this essay needs to be done FAST, and (b) it means that livejournal's become a very small aspect in my life, used only for procrastination ( Read more... ) -
a soundtrack for the nocturnal and unhealthy
So two out of three exams are done. But the last one's on Monday, so even though I only got 5 hours of sleep (6am-11am) yesterday, I've decided to study Global Ownership and Domination of the Majors in the music industry. What can I say, I'm a fan of the Young and the Media Institutions.
But oh look! Some random form of entertainment!
A Soundtrack ( Read more... ) -
vitamin A & school related stress
If, for some reason, you want or need to make yourself nauseous, take a single, tiny vitamin A pill ( Read more... ) -
better than nothing
Hamilton makes me sick. Literally. All I've done in the past two years that I've lived here is sneeze and sniffle. And I guess I've stressed the most during my time here, so my body has suffered tremendously.
Okay, so let me rephrase the first line, then:
I've been making myself sick [a lot] eversince I moved to Hamilton.
Ah-ha.
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