A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...
I am at the library trying to do everything but write my darn assignment. It's the only thing left to do and it's really, really hard. The hardest part, really, is that it's so easy. We've been working up to this assignment all quarter and I have, basically, already done what I need to do. But, it just doesn't feel like enough. I don't feel like I've put enough time into this class. Like I really know what the heck I'm doing. But, what makes it really difficult is that I'm actually doing something. Both my instructors told me that they were really impressed with my progress and wished that the class was 18 of me instead of me and everyone else. But, part of me feels like I've just done a really good job of bull-shitting them and that I really don't have much going for me at this point. It's really confusing. I think I'm really good at pretending like I know exactly what I'm doing, but, in reality, I'm as lost as everyone else. I'm just good at doing what needs to be done, right? But, it doesn't always seem like I'm actually
doing much. I don't know, maybe I'm too hard on myself.
So, anyway, there was a point to this post that had everything to do with the title. Honestly. So, now I'll get to that:
I just swallowed my gum. I don't know why. All of a sudden I just forgot that I was chewing gum or something and instinctively swallowed what was in my mouth. It's a good think I'm not a baby putting lots of odd objects in there, cause based on what I've just done, I'd have swallowed those things too.
So, my swallowing my gum gave me something to write about in my blog and I was really excited because it meant that I didn't have to write my assignment anymore! Yay!
I've been at the library almost 2 hours now and done practically
nothing.
But, I'm being more productive than the guy in the comfy chairs next to me. He's been sleeping the entire time I've been here. Yesterday that happened too. There was a guy sleeping for a good 3 hours in the comfy chairs. Don't people have homes? I'm sorry, but I just don't get it.
Bleah...I'm never the one at the library the last day of finals. This feels terrible.
It's truly amazing how empty this place is.
Ok, back to work.