| Sixteen years and it comes to this* |
[20 Mar 2004|07:03pm] |
With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy, of a copy, of a copy.
-- Fight Club
And there's a demon in my head who starts to play
A nightmare tape loop of what went wrong yesterday
And I hold my breath 'till it's more than I can take
And I close my eyes I dream that I'm awake
I try to keep awake but I,
I can feel this narcolepsy slide into another nightmare
-- Third Eye Blind
I can't ever do anything in moderation. Not even sleep. I oscillate between insomnia and narcolepsy. Sometimes I don't sleep for days. And sometimes I do. And when I wake up I still feel like I'm asleep. My brain has turned to sludge.
( Pequito balked when he found this in my e-mail. ) It's a relatively easy exam. I mean, it would be easy if I'd been reading and paying attention, and if I could answer the questions vaguely without having to cite actual Philippine or international laws. I haven't and I can't but I'll manage somehow. I don't even have notes from this class. Gatdula speaks at a zillion words per minutes and I can't keep up. I have nothing in my notebook except caricatures of him, notes to Vida, and shopping lists. (I have never been, and never will be, a model student.)
Dear God, please let me be functional for two more weeks. Just two more weeks. Just long enough to finish all of these:- Thesis
- significance
- scope and limitations
review of related literature Thanks, Laluns ( faithintheheart). I owe you.
- theoretical framework
- methodology
- International Business exam
- Comparative Foreign Policy exam
- International Economic Law exam
- International Economic Law term paper
- Philippine Development term paper
- Development Management term paper
I'm in for the longest two weeks of my life.
* I have been in school for sixteen friggin years. (7 years of gradeschool + 4 years of high school + 3 years of college + 2 years of graduate school) It feels like an eternity.
** Pequito, to those who don't know or have forgotten, is my brain. I talk about him as separate entity because we often act independently of each other. My brain has a mind of its own, if that makes any sense.
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