Stupid Forever?
I'm in the library right now trying to study for Monday's chemistry test, and I'm getting really frustrated. I feel dazed -- like I took a dozen bong hits last night; my brain just isn't cooperating.
Drew and I went out last night and I had a mojito but that's it. I slept enough. I've been drinking water. I had a nice healthy lunch. What the fuck? What's wrong with me? Is it the heat? Did I do permanent damage to my brain Wednesday night? It was just one bottle of cheap wine, for Christ's sake!
I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THE LIBRARY ALL FUCKING DAY BUT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING I'M READING!
When I get frustrated in the library I usually start taking it out on the people sitting near me. Like the goonball three desks away who just answered his cell phone. YOU CAN'T TALK ON YOUR CELL PHONE IN HERE, GOONBALL! I hope he can feel the hatred radiating from my semi-dead brain so he knows how much I'd like to throw him out the window.
Drew and I went out last night and I had a mojito but that's it. I slept enough. I've been drinking water. I had a nice healthy lunch. What the fuck? What's wrong with me? Is it the heat? Did I do permanent damage to my brain Wednesday night? It was just one bottle of cheap wine, for Christ's sake!
I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THE LIBRARY ALL FUCKING DAY BUT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING I'M READING!
When I get frustrated in the library I usually start taking it out on the people sitting near me. Like the goonball three desks away who just answered his cell phone. YOU CAN'T TALK ON YOUR CELL PHONE IN HERE, GOONBALL! I hope he can feel the hatred radiating from my semi-dead brain so he knows how much I'd like to throw him out the window.
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