goals.

i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.



i just have to keep repeating that to myself.

i am going to finish my midterm.
i am going to re-read Seven Guitars for the midterm tomorrow.
i am going to write the paper for my english class.
i am going to call back the guy from Lourdes and schedule an interview.
i am going to shower and move and act like a normal human being today.
i am going to go to GCC and send my transcripts and maybe possibly pick up a catalogue from them as well.
i am going to smile and spend time with my mother and be okay.
i am going to go downstairs this evening and spend a couple of hours with my father.
EDIT: I AM GOING TO SPEND QUALITY TIME WITH DAYSE

i am not going to mope in my room all day.
i am not going to let life get the best of me.
i am not going to bemoan the fact i want to write and don't have time to today.
i am not going to put off my work thus making myself more and more depressed.
i am not going to blame everyone but myself for my situation.
i am not going to cry over stupid things.
i am not going to let Walt Whitman's grave take over my life.
i am not going to spend my day wondering about puppies.
i am not going to let myself cry.


i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.


(and yes. that's half-naked ben in my icon. it's from last year during his triumphant quest for his book after it had fallen from his bed. go here to read it all: http://www.angelfire.com/film/AdamSmith/story.html )

goals.

i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.



i just have to keep repeating that to myself.

i am going to finish my midterm.
i am going to re-read Seven Guitars for the midterm tomorrow.
i am going to write the paper for my english class.
i am going to call back the guy from Lourdes and schedule an interview.
i am going to shower and move and act like a normal human being today.
i am going to go to GCC and send my transcripts and maybe possibly pick up a catalogue from them as well.
i am going to smile and spend time with my mother and be okay.
i am going to go downstairs this evening and spend a couple of hours with my father.
EDIT: I AM GOING TO SPEND QUALITY TIME WITH DAYSE

i am not going to mope in my room all day.
i am not going to let life get the best of me.
i am not going to bemoan the fact i want to write and don't have time to today.
i am not going to put off my work thus making myself more and more depressed.
i am not going to blame everyone but myself for my situation.
i am not going to cry over stupid things.
i am not going to let Walt Whitman's grave take over my life.
i am not going to spend my day wondering about puppies.
i am not going to let myself cry.


i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.
i am going to be productive today.


(and yes. that's half-naked ben in my icon. it's from last year during his triumphant quest for his book after it had fallen from his bed. go here to read it all: http://www.angelfire.com/film/AdamSmith/story.html )

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okay.

i've showered.
i've spent time with mom.
i called the guy about the interview and left a message. will call him again shortly.
i finished my psych midterm.
i'm going to go send my transcripts, wash my car, and go to grove to possibly mention that i may or may not need a job and i'm more than willing to whore myself out to them again.

i am going to listen to kick ass music and drive in my sparkly clean car.

and this version of Hallo, Spaceboy with the Pet Shop Boys rocks the shiznit, yo.


(and this icon features that fantabulous adam fighting godzilla. you know. adadon. what do you mean you've never heard of him?)

(no subject)

okay.

i've showered.
i've spent time with mom.
i called the guy about the interview and left a message. will call him again shortly.
i finished my psych midterm.
i'm going to go send my transcripts, wash my car, and go to grove to possibly mention that i may or may not need a job and i'm more than willing to whore myself out to them again.

i am going to listen to kick ass music and drive in my sparkly clean car.

and this version of Hallo, Spaceboy with the Pet Shop Boys rocks the shiznit, yo.


(and this icon features that fantabulous adam fighting godzilla. you know. adadon. what do you mean you've never heard of him?)

updates

okay.

i sent my transcripts. whee! that was fun. it's been a loooong time since i've been on that campus. they're totally tearing it up. it was fun to try and navigate my way around to the student services building.

also went to grove. chatted it up with paula and mimi for awhile. may or may not have thrown myself on their mercy for a job. it's been awhile since i've been there either apparently because the new building is almost up and they're moving the end of november. okay. i begged for the job. gave them my schedule. told them to please, please, please call me if they had anything. i was appropriately pathetic. i think it may or may not have worked.

now. i am going to read the stuff i need to read for my paper for american lit. i'm going to write that and then i am going to type up the proposal for my psych class. then the proposal for my research paper for the holocaust class. then possibly read seven guitars. i'm finding i care little about how i do on that midterm tomorrow. i'm finding i care very little about my american drama class.

i can do this. i can be productive and if i get my ass in gear i can actually get some writing time in tonight as well as spend time with dayse tme.

updates

okay.

i sent my transcripts. whee! that was fun. it's been a loooong time since i've been on that campus. they're totally tearing it up. it was fun to try and navigate my way around to the student services building.

also went to grove. chatted it up with paula and mimi for awhile. may or may not have thrown myself on their mercy for a job. it's been awhile since i've been there either apparently because the new building is almost up and they're moving the end of november. okay. i begged for the job. gave them my schedule. told them to please, please, please call me if they had anything. i was appropriately pathetic. i think it may or may not have worked.

now. i am going to read the stuff i need to read for my paper for american lit. i'm going to write that and then i am going to type up the proposal for my psych class. then the proposal for my research paper for the holocaust class. then possibly read seven guitars. i'm finding i care little about how i do on that midterm tomorrow. i'm finding i care very little about my american drama class.

i can do this. i can be productive and if i get my ass in gear i can actually get some writing time in tonight as well as spend time with dayse tme.

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dude!

i was productive today. and the coolest thing is that i was productive to the point where i'm done my work for this week not counting what will be assigned. i fucking RULE!

done:
midterm for psych.
group proposal for psych.
proposal for my research paper for my Holocaust class (which when i told my father what i was doing it on, the persecution of homosexuals during the holocaust, he proceeded to tell me that i was in a gay rut. ironically enough the backstreet boys were playing at the time. wonder if that had anything to do with that statement.)
response paper for holocaust class.
response paper for american lit class.
reading for american lit class. well besides the reading i purposely save for the train ride in tomorrow.

i seriously fucking rule right now. i can go write. whee!!!


::dances:::

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dude!

i was productive today. and the coolest thing is that i was productive to the point where i'm done my work for this week not counting what will be assigned. i fucking RULE!

done:
midterm for psych.
group proposal for psych.
proposal for my research paper for my Holocaust class (which when i told my father what i was doing it on, the persecution of homosexuals during the holocaust, he proceeded to tell me that i was in a gay rut. ironically enough the backstreet boys were playing at the time. wonder if that had anything to do with that statement.)
response paper for holocaust class.
response paper for american lit class.
reading for american lit class. well besides the reading i purposely save for the train ride in tomorrow.

i seriously fucking rule right now. i can go write. whee!!!


::dances:::

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um. it was because of the Spiderman vs. Wolverine question, right? i can't help it if i was friends with comic geeks! it's not my fault! *cries*

in other words...

I AM 41% GEEK.

I probably work in computers, or a history
deptartment at a college. I never really
fit in with the "normal" crowd. But I have
friends, and this is a good thing.

Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com!

(no subject)

um. it was because of the Spiderman vs. Wolverine question, right? i can't help it if i was friends with comic geeks! it's not my fault! *cries*

in other words...

I AM 41% GEEK.

I probably work in computers, or a history
deptartment at a college. I never really
fit in with the "normal" crowd. But I have
friends, and this is a good thing.

Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com!