This semester I resent the intrusion of school into the rest of my life. Yes, that is correct, i'm taking ONE course that you could probably sleep through, and I'm finding it an unbearable burden. I whine internally without ceasing about it.
What would I be doing with my Tuesdays without the class? Oh, playing Rock Band or some shit. Vegging in front of the tv or pedaling an ellipse machine. In other words, the things a grownup life of privilege affords you. Not sitting in another fucking class which I have been doing with remarkable regularity since I was four. I have reached my limit...and I must go on.