break my back

i can't believe it has gotten to the point where i'm just too tired to do anything else but the bare minimum. the weeks keep me busy with about 4 novels per week, none of which i have gotten to finish. walking back and forth across campus. collapsing exhausted on my bed for two hours. trying to keep in touch with my california friends. updating livejournal. reading blogs. daydreaming of my very own amoeba records. attempting homework, falling asleep again, waking up with drool on my notebook. panicking. rationalization process. wanting to quit school. realizing i don't want to quit school. realizing i'm someone that looks forward to fridays. realizing that i would rather have a chicken farm. realizing it's the weekend. the weekends are spent on a real bed in a real house in cambridge. then it starts all over again.

 
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