Burn it Off

my self-inflicted panopticon failed.

5.12.2003



passed out

trying to read jazz in the lounge...for a while i've been studying in front of the tv because the frequent 2-minute breaks keep me up....after a heavy lunch of fresh rice and leftover chinese, though, NY1 wasn't quite interesting enough. i think it only works at the wee hours of the night when there're reruns of sitcoms on...those work nicely.

after taking one final, and feeling good about my performance on it, my motivation to study has once again plummeted : ) very proud of myself. with the realization that i still have 22 hours to both sleep and study for two finals....um...yeah, i'm going back to sleep.

OH, and i realized that i'm a bit smarter than i thought i was. when i was searching for plane tickets, for price sake i was planning on a 5:30pm thursday flight, but in the midst of flight/price changes HOURLY, i got a 7am friday flight and completely forgot that i had : ) i did, however, remember my arrival time in oakland which was the important one and i was talking to my dad....and the thought of a 20 hour cross-country flight just seemed awkward, even with a layover. sure enough, i checked, and i do indeed have thursday night : )

haven't decided what to do with it yet, but i'm hoping it'll involve seeing peeps i had thought i wouldn't be able to see (seniors, old farts, wassup?)

starburst lollipops....another chapter of the insomniac handbook

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