My week has been spent alternating between several states, sugar high, confusion, and tiredness when the sugar high wears off. So more or less, I've been bouncing around, taking long naps, and then waking up not knowing where I am. Soon, the men in white coats will be taking me away.
Okay, this sounds weird, but yeah. I'm frightned by my Sociology class. At first I thought that I simply didn't like the class, but I kinda like it. I'm scared of the professer, which is just stupid since shes a tiny woman in her 50's or 60's. But, dude, she's scary, I think it's the accent. Besides which, Sociology is the most depresing discipline. Devience, and inequality are not exactly happy, fuzzy subjects. So yeah, I know I'm not well in the head.
One class that I don't like much is American Lit., I expected to like it but I don't. First off, it's long, really long, and right before lunch. Secondly, it's hard, there's a ton and half of reading to do. Not that I don't like reading, but the sheer volume of it is overwhemling. My book is over 2,000 pages long, I could easily throw it at someone and knock them out.
I don't have anything to say. It's turning out to be a weird week, and I hope it gets normal soon. I should lay off the sugar and caffine, cause my mind is decaying even faster. I'll write something mre tomorrow. |
