I just keep telling myself that… two more weeks…

For all the good times I’ll remember about college, there’s a lot of crap that I won’t. Like now, staying up till 5 staring at a take-home test that doesn’t make any goddamn sense, for a class I don’t even want to be in, that’s not even helping me graduate. Geez! Of all my classes right now, only AI is fulfilling at all. Maybe German a bit too, although why the hell am I learning German? I could go study in a lot of places without spending lots and lots of hours learning another language! But that’s a different issue.

5 days a week, I’m a zombie. (not my fault! for God’s sake, I eat healthier than a pro athlete; I exercise at least a reasonable amount, usually 5+ days a week; I sleep a lot, usually 7-8+ hours. I don’t know what else I can do.) Then it’s the weekend and I forget all about it. I think I know why people drink heavily. Not that I’m going to start doing that- the only thing dumber than going through this weekly pattern is going through this weekly pattern with a tad of alcoholism tacked onto the end.

I’m so tired of being tired.