procrastination gets the best of me.
I still have 100 kanji ahead of me today and lots of other things to do for university. but I just can't motivate myself. grrr... every day I try to get my hopes and motivation up with ridiculous thoughts like '' or 'from now on, I'll study 5 hours per day!' but then it's always the same kind of creeping emptiness. it sucks that I have to have my why-am-I-doing-this-anyway-phases with only one month left til the exames.
and since my head is so empty let's just attach some things I occupy myself with: music and books
'where was the woman who said she'd come. she said she would come. erdedy thought she'd have come by now. he sat and thought. he was in the living room. when he started waiting one window was full of yellow light and cast a shadow of light across the floor and he was still sitting waiting as that shadow baegan to fade and was intersected by a brightening shadow from a different wall's window. there was an insect on one of the steel shelves that held his audio equipment. the insect kept going in and out of one of the holes on the girders that the shelves fit into. the insect was dark and had a shiny case. he kept looking over at it. once or twice he started to get up to go over closer to look at it, but he was afraid that if he came closer and saw it closer he would kill it, and he was afraid to kill it. he did not use the phone to call the woman who'd promised to come because if he tied up the line and if it happened to be the time when maybe she was trying to call him he was afraid she would hear the busy signal and think him disinterested and get angry and maybe take what she'd promised him somewhere else.' - david foster wallace
I still have 100 kanji ahead of me today and lots of other things to do for university. but I just can't motivate myself. grrr... every day I try to get my hopes and motivation up with ridiculous thoughts like '' or 'from now on, I'll study 5 hours per day!' but then it's always the same kind of creeping emptiness. it sucks that I have to have my why-am-I-doing-this-anyway-phases with only one month left til the exames.
and since my head is so empty let's just attach some things I occupy myself with: music and books
'where was the woman who said she'd come. she said she would come. erdedy thought she'd have come by now. he sat and thought. he was in the living room. when he started waiting one window was full of yellow light and cast a shadow of light across the floor and he was still sitting waiting as that shadow baegan to fade and was intersected by a brightening shadow from a different wall's window. there was an insect on one of the steel shelves that held his audio equipment. the insect kept going in and out of one of the holes on the girders that the shelves fit into. the insect was dark and had a shiny case. he kept looking over at it. once or twice he started to get up to go over closer to look at it, but he was afraid that if he came closer and saw it closer he would kill it, and he was afraid to kill it. he did not use the phone to call the woman who'd promised to come because if he tied up the line and if it happened to be the time when maybe she was trying to call him he was afraid she would hear the busy signal and think him disinterested and get angry and maybe take what she'd promised him somewhere else.' - david foster wallace