It was a dark and stormy nightmare...

14th May 2012

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the end of a season

well, here i am again. the end of another semester at this so-called school of education. i’m waiting to take one more final, and while i have definitely studied, i’m acutely aware of the fact that my mind has forgotten what i’ve “learned” as fast as i could study it. why am i in math? why am i in school, for that matter? (please, save the jokes about how i should be in school, so that i can learn how to capitalize words. this is due to laziness on the internet, not a lack of understanding) what am i taking away from this semester? definitely nothing that my professors would hope that i take away. the things that i’m going to carry with me through my life are things that i definitely could have learned without school. in fact, if i hadn’t been distracted by school, the lessons would probably have been infinitely more profound. i have much hope for this summer, though. i have a new job where i’m making more money than i ever have in my life. i have pretty much everything set up to start putting my album together and shooting videos. who knows? maybe i’ll get famous this summer. then, all of my followers can be super hipsters and say they followed me on tumblr, like, waay before i was famous. hopefully, this weight will lift when i walk out of class at 1 o’clock. i’m tired of my mind being occupied by the meaningless. i’m going to be 25 in just a little more than two months. halfway to 50. quarter of a century. it’s time to exchange the old for the new. sorrow for joy. illusion for reality. 40 minutes till the math final. i’ll be done in less than two hours. i need a nap.