February 2012
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To be honest, I am discouraged. Classes last semester made me feel less that I was not utilizing my resources to my full potential and more that I am destined for failure. I know that is false, but it just seems like everything I do will not the reach the standard I desire. I have papers to finish and midterms to study for. I am not anxious about the amount of studying I will have to do -...
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I cannot figure out how to start this Classical Mythology paper for my life. I have spent hours contemplating the topic sentence, and I have been fruitless. Divine inspiration, please strike me now, because I’m trying to finish this shit up quickly.
Lady Gaga and Oprah, among other celebrities, are coming to Harvard tomorrow to speak for the Born This Way Foundation opening. I don’t know how, but I want to get these fist-bumps. This will be tricky, my friends.
I am currently blogging, completing an Igbo assignment, contemplating about my Classical Mythology paper due on Thursday and wondering why I forgot all the work I had due this weekend. Multi-tasking, ftw. I’m also wondering if people are getting annoyed with the fact that I like to listen to music full-blast while studying. *shrugs*
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I love not having class on Fridays. I think this arrangement is going to work out well, especially since we’re rolling into the thick of midterm season. I’m going to need the extra sleep. However, the downside of it is that my week gets progressively worse, in terms of hours spent in class, lab, work, or extracurriculars. Well, I guess that’s life. At least, tomorrow, I’ll...
I am still trying to figure out this blocking situation. However, if this does go as planned, I may just have the optimal blocking group. I do hope everything works out as planned.
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A 5’3” stallion Daddy was from Harlem, her momma was Italian I don’t see the challenge Of having two girls, you just gotta keep the balance I told her light that candle I heard you do yoga, I’m tryna see examples Yo ass is like a handle See us on the front page, that’ll be a scandal Take off this red shirt, then my flannel I need some head first, then...
You know what I used to do every Sunday morning? Listen to “Sunday Morning” by Maroon 5. Corny, I know. But, this song is just so good. And fulfilling.
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Four years from now, when I am walking in commencement (God-willing), I will look back and ask myself the all-important question: did I define Harvard, or did it define me? I hope it will be the former.