Half Empty, Half Full, I never got a glass.
This was definitely a homework-filled week. I didn’t get very much sleep the whole week. At 9pm last night I went to go bother my little brother and within 10 minutes we fell asleep together! I woke up at 4am to remove my contacts and then I rushed back to sleep with him again. ^_^
I once said, “I am not profound” on a blog entry as my last sentence, but sometimes I want to take that back. A certain something in me yearns to philosophize. In AP Eng a student asked, “What does it take to be called a philosopher?” We started joking that all it takes is for someone to sit on their couch and just THINK. Or, “try majoring in philosophy. You won’t get paid for anything, but you can still get called a philosopher.” Of course all it takes is profound thinking and publishing your thoughts about the meaning of life. Hah, no easy task right?
Are you bulletproof?
School has taken its toll these last three years. As my last year nears I just want to stop trying. Haha, I’m trying to find “smart” ways of excusing my senioritis, but there aren’t any. Unless! I begin to question the entire purpose of trying so hard in the first place. Albert Camus said, “An achievement is a bondage. It obliges one to a higher achievement.” In this current lethargic state, I wholly concur.
The talks with my love, Eric, just get better and better. Together, we have amazing conversations. I just love that man. Patience, patience. Something. ♥ ♥ ♥
And I’ll tell you I love you (I’ll take it again)
(Just give me the chance, I’ll take it again)
Say it again
You’ve become a part of me.