life is good

maymester’s done tomorrow (thank goodness). it’s going out with a bang though: a 12-page paper and a final worth 40% tomorrow. egads. ..i’ll wake up early tomorrow and study. it’s not actually as much work as it sounds like.

so i got kicked out of ron the landlord’s house and severely upgraded: from a broken-down bug infested boy house..nasty nasty boy house located right next to the homeless shelter, to a freaking mansion with homecooked organic nice food and all things safe warm and cozy. like window curtains. 

where i’m living now - it’s a funny story, but one for a later day.

alright well i gg get my paper going. a bientot.

so i didn’t sleep for the rest of the semester. i bombed one test out of three because it turns out - i don’t do the all-nighter thing. especially 2+ nights in a row. it doesn’t improve my performance, it just makes me so tired that i don’t care about the exam and don’t really know that i’m taking an exam.

the one that suffered was chinese. and ended up being my worst grade. i had my philosophy final right after chinese, and since i didn’t know the answers for chinese right away, and was too tired and panicked about phil to sit and think of the answers, i decided instead to turn in a half-blank exam and get an extra 30 minutes study time for philosophy. where i also lowered my grade but did really well anyway.

finals - especially having so many in such little time - they’ll get you. i lost 7 lbs during final exams weeks. no worries - Y’s family has come to town and fattened me back up within the span of a week. that’s what they do. i’m not complaining - i adore being taken out to eat - but with them i feel like i’m being fattened..like someone’s deliberately trying to plump me up to later eat me.. i don’t think this is actually the case, especially since they called me ‘big-boned’ pre-fattening, but still i get that feeling. anyway. they’re on road-trip USA for the next few weeks, so i’m free to eat as cheaply and as little as i want to. rice and beans has finally gotten old after being daily lunch/dinner for a semester though, so i’m currently on the lookout for other cheap yet nutritious foods.. 

so i found out i got the dream internship. hooraaaaaaaaayy!! it’s basically what i think i want to do with my life, so i’m pretty chuffed. plus i’m just a fung wah away from NY.

but before summer happens i’ve got the next 2 weeks. i’m taking a class about the african american male struggles and it’s 5 hours a day. we read 2 books a night. it’s whelming. but fun. it’s a semester in 15 days instead
of 15 weeks. i respect that. it’s kinda nice actually.

i’m also living illegally in this house and the landlord knows. i have to pretend i’m just stopping by each time, but sometimes he comes and i’m getting out of the shower or napping and there’s no one else home..hard to explain. so he makes me fix things. i’m like his little laborer. laboring for my keep. i installed a window yesterday. he made me
late for class… 

it’s like a game… but it’s fair. and rent-free. he said may 26th - or something like that - is my deadline though, since all the other guys are moving out by then.. class doesn’t end til june 2nd, so i’ll be officially homeless for a week
there…

i’m thinking of asking ppl in my class to put me up. they’re all pretty cool people and i feel like someone’s gotta say yes. a lot of my friends are around and living in houses here for the summer..but i kinda wanna live with the big black guy w/ dreads and a little belly.. maybe if he doesn’t offer i’ll go to friends.. anyway, i’m working on that.

i’m gonna head ‘home’. ron probably has some leaves for me to rake or something.. he’s a tricky one this ron the landlord.

my days: wake up (realllllly reluctantly), LIBRARY, where i first caffeinate and then hydrate w/ coffee and propel and water, after finding isolation and glaring/yelling/asking politely for all around me to shut the f*ck up.

Library closes or it’s past 10pm and i’m being unproductive: back to my room, where I lay in my bed with my computer and my books/notes until i fall asleep. 

cycle, rinse, repeat. panic.

you’ll notice that “shower” or any reference to hygeine are absent from this daily routine. well, i do brush my teeth. and change from pj’s (same ones every night) to jeans and sweatshirt w/ 4 layers (same clothes every day).

also, that last bit about “sleep”, will no longer be an option in my list of daily activites for the remainder of the semester.

if i EVER mention grad school as a nifty idea, remind me please of the past few weeks.

now, back to my studies. this blog distraction wasn’t in the list.

could things be worse right now? obviously they could, because i asked that question last week and 2 days ago and so on and still haven’t learned my lesson. it’s like an invitation for things to go further downhill.

and what am i doing this summer? who knows. still. DC is a faint hope and Peru is an expensive dream. A dream that i would happily give up to provide free labor in the US. but not just anywhere, and that’s my dilemma.

school. school sucks for me right now. 4 more days of hellish stress though until a break - oh wait no, no break. a fast-paced summer school packed into 1 month where i learn about the tribulations of being an African American man. why? because while i’ve completed 2 majors and a whole bunch of other classes, i still haven’t fulfilled my western history requirement. i took “US history since 1865″, but that doesn’t qualify. duh. so i will learn about being an African male, I will take an art history class, i will even learn astronomy.

but before all that happens i will take 3 more finals within 24 hours. each of which counts for 40-60% of my grade. i have 1.5 more days to study, making it 2.5 total.

and after the last 2 weeks and my other courses and finals, i would trade some pretty valuable things right now for a nap. a 24-hour nap. and relaxation. but since that’s not an option and since the library’s kicking me out and shutting the lights off in 23 minutes, maybe i’ll take this opportunity to go learn something.