play a song for me [05 Oct 2009|08:44am] [ mood | awake ] i am not even dreaming about having sex anymore. now apparently all i dream about is an infinite line of women, waiting for me to go down on them, drowning me in their secretions. i'm gonna go ahead and keep my textbooks away from that one, just to be safe. i am going to write my essay for wednesday on lil wayne. it's going to be awesome. i am struggling to stay in this relaxed mode of float-on-by. it's hard for me not to want a 4.0 every semester, harder still not to care that my intellect is not being pushed as roughly as it likes. but i refuse to slip back into the stressed out, end-all be-all that i was in before. partially because i want to have a life, however minimal, and being anal-retentive about my work and situation crosses that right out, but also because i don't want to go crazy about school again only to have the same thing happen at HSU as happened at davis when i get there (the money thing, not the disillusionment thing). all right. i need to go put crap in my hair and clothes on my body. and praise jesus, there wil be a sweater involved.

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