It's kinda a depressed feeling. And an anticipative one. This semester, i've got to bring my grades up since i did well last semester, yet didn't really put forth much effort. So, organization, time management, and attention to detail are the focus points this time around. It means more work, yeah, but it's also seeing if i can actually free up my time by doing what i should be doing during the day (as opposed to waiting until midnight to start my 6 classes worth of homework.)
The one major down side? I have school on Saturdays.
Cry for me.
Ooooh, but i almost forgot. During the winter period of the second semester, our schedules change to half-days every day except for... two days that i cannot remember.
Anyway. My parents are bugging me nonstop about homework. All i've gotta do is read this little 295 page book by Tuesday (not really much for me, since i'm a fast reader).
I've told myself that this will be the last piece of homework that i hold off until the last second.
I mean, I THINK i can listen to me... -__-;










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There is no such thing as art. There are only artists.
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There is no such thing as art. There are only artists.
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You think this is some scientist's joke? This is real, I wish it wasn't. We are destroying ourselves and our only world because of our own power and carelessness. The end of human\\\'s reighn is drawing ever so close, and our future is now the enemy.
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There is no such thing as art. There are only artists.
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You think this is some scientist's joke? This is real, I wish it wasn't. We are destroying ourselves and our only world because of our own power and carelessness. The end of human\\\'s reighn is drawing ever so close, and our future is now the enemy.
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There is no such thing as art. There are only artists.
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