It's those summer days, those hot nights where you want to sleep alone on a cold bed with eight fans on. Those nights you cant seem to get enough sleep because your so sweaty that every fiber of your being is stuck to something, stuck to the bed frame, the sheets, the air. You feel trapped and suffocated but at the same time you feel refreshed that its summer and all your academic worries have drifted from your mental state, but have they?

I feel conflicted, like I forgot something along the last month of my life, did I miss a paper or deadline, did I forget to call someone? I forgot to take it all in that I finished my first year in a new place, that is what I forgot to do. I knew it was being done, that the finish was there but suddenly it was noon on the last day of finals and I was done, but I forgot how it happened.

sidenote of 100%

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed - Carl Gustav Jung

And in the end

We hope for the best,
We plan for the worst.

We expect to learn,
We understand if we fail.

But in the end all the matters is who we meet along the way.

Satisfy my soul

Yup, back at this place again. The place where you will procrastinate on ANYTHING just to avoid work. Finals. Cheers to life and all this paper glory.

I have made it to this round, round one year completed. One year down at Mt.Holyoke, two left. Crazy to think that a year ago I was just hearing back from the ten schools I had applied to, and now I have completed a year. (Completed in the classroom sense, still have three papers and final video project left... one papers due tomorrow but w.e) Comical really, the fact that I have resorted to writing on a blog rather then type four pages about Shackleton...drive motivation, what is that?

Back to the grind, see you on the other side of next thursday.