Fading away

I feel this way at the end of every semester. Like my mind is fading away. My time is fleeting. I can’t get shit done.

So I procrastinate.

Some more.

There are things I want to do… and then there are things I have to do.
Writing papers does not fall into the former category.
I’m hoping that upon transfer elsewhere I’ll have to take fewer “bullshit” classes and get dar more studio time in and such. It’s not that I mind learning these things, I just hate the papers and the tests… because they take up way too much fucking time and energy when I’d rather be painting or something.

I have to write an explication of “Lanval” and I reeeely don’t want to. This so totally utterly sucks floppy donkey dick.


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