this is why winter quarter is insane!

So is the lesson that time is relative? Or is it just that mood determines productivity? I'm pretty sure it's the latter. & that I know I feel productive now because this assignment is fairly easy, & I have a little time before I need to be somewhere else (which is odd).
Also because I have gone through all this shit & I just don't care anymore. Except that I do, fundamentally, which makes it difficult; but I am at the point where angst is funny & academic suffering is just silly, which is probably why all the drama majors were being dorky & rowdy in class today (pretty sure Rosa hated it, but we do it all the time), & why Damian & I spent three minutes staring at each other for no reason & making idiotic faces, & why me fantastically catching my pen cap in the air was so amazing (really, guys, it was pretty awesome, but only because my brain is gone), & why this postcolonial paper for Kangas is going to be ludicrous. Also why I probably won't read for Thursday. *sigh*

I should be looking forward to next week, you know? & I am, in the back of my head. But right now, I'm so much living in the moment of everything that's happening to me that I'm not entirely sure there is a next week. I don't mean that apocalyptically, or sadly. I mean I just don't understand the concept.


...& that, of course, is also funny to me. Haha! I've lost my mind.