Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh had gone through; I dream of what it may go through. I record here the actions of optical nerves, of taste buds, of sensory perception. And, I think: I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence.
Wrote an exam today. No anxiety. It’s not something to celebrate since my whole perspective has changed; with this double major a high average is not required therefore I am starting to care less and less about irrelevant things that used to stress the heck out of me. Thus no anxiety (will it matter if I fail this exam? 100% not —no pun intended).
The problem I am facing now is how do I motivate myself? Like I said, before it was all about the grade: I need to study for the grade, I need to work work work like a maniac until I fall into pieces all for the grade. But that’s gone now. With the courses that I love this is no problem since I am inclined to do them anyways but for subjects I really couldn’t care less about (l-a-t-i-n) it’s getting tricky.
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playmeandante said:
WOOT! that is so awesome. what is your other major besides philosophy?
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