i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

is overwhelming to the point of creating the same effect

as a horror movie would.

i feel the need to stop what im doing,

and blog.

because, i think i have lost my soul

among words such as "morpheme"

"idiosyncratic" or various non-english names attributed to some of the

greatest (as in most well-known and keeping a neutral tone) philosophers/politicians/writers/poets/dictators

of the 19th,20th and into the 21st century.

i write the following to keep as a guideline the SHITload (because it is one)

of work i have to finish:

- Global Linguistics chapter 3

- Hannah Arendt novel

- Psychology chapter 3

- T.J Clark's "On the Social History of Art"

- Karl Marx's "The Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte

- Sentimental Education novel

- Solie (selected poetry)

- Anthropology term 2 research, outline and proposal

- Litforourtime essay #2 outline and brainstorm

The dominant chunk of this list is purely reading,

but reading as in with background research on various philosophies and characters i have not come to know of, of dissecting poems with allusions to history, mythology, ideology etc and understanding the selected readings which accompany the essay question choice for Anthropology.

my head feels like exploding...

it is surely a great thing to want to educate oneself on all these important-in-their-respective-ways theories.

however, the short amount of time in which i have to process and regurgitate these ideas into beautifully constructed essays in order to boost my current B+ GPA to an A is ridiculous.

but necessary, for scholarship money.

plus pressure to write another essay for scholarships, the dilemma of where the hell am i living next year, and my frustration at how to arrange all my desired major/minors into a streamlined POSt.

and summer is so tantalizing. hahaha

my poor Dickens novel lies unattended beneath my bed, 3 chapters in, abandoned and replaced by curriculum readings.

i apologize my dear novel, i will return to you.. perhaps after exams this april.

my facebook hours are limited to 1 hour a day, split into short 10 minute intervals between readings.

but twitter will remain a consistent outlet for my frustration reflux. hehe

其實 ，不瞞你說，我樂在其中。

i am truly enjoying myself here. ^^

also because i get to write an essay about Snow Patrol for linguistics. and analyze conceptual metaphor, icon, index and symbols. (a return to Derrida HALP!)

can't wait for summer. where i can actually enjoy not doing anything.

rather than enjoy doing summer.

university makes me such a keener. =/

today's plenary doesn't sound too exciting.

im there for the free juice and cookies.

its almost sunday.

(i don't do any homework on sundays)

which means, Autumn's Concerto and Hi My Sweetheart will be available

for me to enjoy and cry over.

偶像劇，是唯一讓我不離開房間，

也能保持理性的事情。

when the weather gets warmer.

i swear i will take hour long walks around campus

with an iPod for company.

and maybe a bar of chocolate.