Iggy Pop is my dad's age plus a hundred years. He has a beer belly full of scars and a dirty blonde horse mane that he probably never washes, but pukes on. He usually sings shirtless, except he doesn't sing. He screams every lyric as if he wants to punch you square in the face, he doesn't know you. He doesn't know you at all. One day, he screamed, not sang, this thing. Part of it went, like,

I need to lead a dissipate existence
and play scratchy records
and enjoy my decline
with more divorce
more distance
more future
more culture

more.



And I thought, to get wasted poetically,
that's why I love that lyric so much, why I hate talking about real people, why I am half-and-half in my mind and in my heart but nowhere in my life.

• Zoology Lab Long Test
• Zoology Lab Experiment Sheet
• Zoology Lecture Activity
• Psych Long Test
• Filipino Editorial Second Draft
• Filipino Compilation of Descriptive Quotes
• Lit Personal Survey Homework

I've read a lot for my Psych long test, bit by bit for the past few days. I don't want to revise my Fil editorial because it's just horrendous. I'd rather rewrite it with a different stance, but I'm so lazy. I also have to compile some descriptive passages from songs and books, but I'm so very lazy. And I think the survey for Lit is kind of suspect. HAHA UGH.

Christmas break is so close, and yet so far. One day more!

Hayy. My brain is shutting down and entering holiday hibernation mode. My good consciousness is telling me to fight it out and accomplish my requirements, but the pressing need for sleep is yelling, "AHHH F IT!" in my ear.

It's not the days left in school that I'm grumbling about, it's the amount of workload I have 'til then. The past two or three weeks have felt relatively chill for me, or maybe I just had more vigor for my academics. Sometimes, it feels like I'm fighting a losing battle. I keep on falling asleep in Zoo. Not only is it early in the morning, but it's so boring. I can't imagine any of the processes, there's no visualization for me. Just white text on a black slide. For a visual learner, it's an endless zone-out. I fall asleep in Math sometimes, but only because my class is always during siesta time, from 1.30pm-3pm. Ugh. @.@

The following things are keeping me from my Christmas break:
• Zoology Lab Long Test
• Zoology Lab Experiment Sheet
• Zoology Lecture Activity (tabular presentation of the similarities and differences of mitosis and meiosis and a flowchart of the mitosis and meiosis process, typed here for my personal reference)
• Psych Long Test
• Filipino Editorial Second Draft

The requirements for Lab can be officially crossed out by tomorrow. I'll try to do my readings and flash cards for the Psych LT and my Zoo Lec activity/take-home quiz during my long breaks and tomorrow evening. AAAARGH.

I'm going to hole myself up in the library tomorrow. HURRRRRRRRRGHHH.

I should be making use of you, blog, and spill in way too intimate detail and song lyrics the high points and low points of my table-setting life right now. There isn't any more sense pretending like I'm not the attention-grubbing corpse that I am, cringingly. But fuck you and no thanks. Here is a picture of a tomato instead.




He's a sad tomato. But he's more than ok with that.