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The Analects is like reading a bunch of randome fortune cookies.
[2006-02-20] @ [9:59 p.m.]
I am virtually brain dead right now.
The presentation didn't go that badly but I barely write originally like usual. I don't think I am here, at least in the head tonight because I am so bloody exhausted. I hate Monday nights because it usually means I have Biology on Tuesday mornings and with that comes quiz. My professor's quizzes are a pain in the ass.
I feel like Biology class is more of a Chemistry class. When in life do I need to know how to draw an ammino acid when I plan to become an English major? Yet I need the class for my general education requirement.
It frustrates me. And I have a headache. I've studied for Biology for about three hours tonight with a few other folks from my class and I feel like I've done all that I can do. Tonight anyways. Tomorrow morning translates into more studying.
Well, since I plan to be up for a few more hours, I might as well write a paragraph or two on an English literature paper discussing the finer elements of family in Ancient Greek epics, tradgey, and comedy.
Is it spring break yet?
Title is from one of my literature classes today when we were discussing the Analects by Confucius.
Cheers.
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