Truth: Reality Check.

Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and loss is too empty to share...

Sometimes I feel like I don't do enough. There's always something I could do...Study bio, physics, get ahead on my math assignments, study the stupid pig's anatomy. But does any of that really matter? No. I will never again have to know what the hell the bulbourethral gland does. I'm never going to have to know which freaking lens creates an upside down image. I'll never have to know how to count in base 5. Or base 2!!! Oh, and I think I'm changing my major...Just so you know. I'm pretty sure that being a teacher for the rest of my life doesn't sound fun AT ALL. So I'm going to be a Communications/Public Relations major. I think. Does it really matter? NO. All anyone cares is that I have a degree and that beautiful Concordia class ring. From what I hear, that's the best thing you can wear to an interview. I hate school. I need a break. Stupid reality. I wish I could live in a happy-go-lucky place where homework and studying didn't exist and I could just listen to music all day and not have to work and get to wear comfy clothes and take road trips all the time and I could drink lots of pop and eat chocolate all the time and coffee would run as abundantly as water and I was a lot smarter than I am and my lips would stop being chapped and nobody would ever get the hiccups. *Sigh* Back to the homework. Fuck. I need a break.