Calm the Fuck

STRESS ATTACK.

Our Tirade.

VicFringe 2011 - Aug. 25th - Sept. 4th.

Academia

I don't see grades as awards, or something to achieve or embrace.

This does not bode well for me within an academic setting. Maybe I'm just too entrapped in my own life stories, and maybe I just need a new way of approaching it.

Maybe its a way to absorb what I have?

Maybe, just maybe, I should care a little bit about what people think of me.
Oh boy. First summer course paper might be late. That's hilarious.

Blargh.

I felt better on the weekend.
Brain, calm the fuck?

No? Well, I'm just gotta learn then. Need a bit of a breathing, and some living.
What am I doing that is supporting this habit?

You can't give me what I don't tell you I need.
But what can I expect from you?
It's unclear and confusing. But, the assumption-monster needs to be shot in the face.

BAM!

I love you.

sleep is hard again.

Life is good.
Has some new surprises, old surprises made fresh.


I like what I'm doing, but I can't sleep. There is much to do, and things that worry.

Buck up. You have no clue what's going to happen.
Just do the work. It's all you know for sure right now.

This evening

I hate you and love you.

Take some responsibility for this.
You affect others, so have some respect and reply.