nigh but never over

school time is winding down.

of course, that means that school work is going nuts....


before my inevitable release from the grips of this semester i have: one final exam, 4 final papers,
and a CW portfolio to make out of the nothing-of-mind. do i feel like doing any of this? not bloody likely. Im getting that wierd sensation in my chest now, that burning that means shit needs to get done, like now. It's accompanied, as always, by that endearing friend o' moi: the subtly pervading melancholic outlook and crippling self-loathing. well, maybe not crippling, but it is certainly not very nice. i know that these negative feelings will be alleviated by a (large dose of heroin) bit of hard work. If i bust my ass and get some of these papers done and get the others on their way to done-ness i will start feeling worlds better.

could that be a valid motivation? nah, i think ill blog a little cause im starting to like it, and i like reading my friend's blogs so why not? maybe ill go back home, walk in the cold, read a little and pass out. with the light on (which has been happening a lot recently, after i discovered that when nearing sleep i could more easily pass out if i kept my mind on the fact that i needed to turn out the light, and if i got up and turned it off i would always have a harder time crashing).

does anyone read this? I once heard a quote that inspired me to do this sort of thing, a quote that made it a little more fulfilling than an online diary: [this is a gloss of the actual quote] "Only the man who speaks of himself and his time speaks for humanity and all times." something like that....