jekyllandhyde

I have absolutely NO motivation for class anymore, at least not for this semester. All I have to do for all the non-major-related classes I'm taking this semester (and they are ALL non-major-related this time around) is not fail; I've worked my ass off for three years prior to this to the point where my GPA, combined with my projected GRE score, will be more than enough to get into any of the grad schools on my list. So in other words, for my psych test tomorrow that I told myself I'd study for tonight (and ended up typing things like this entry instead), all I have to do is score a 16. Yes... that's out of 100. A 16%! I mean, I couldn't even score that low if I were trying to fail. Hah, I wouldn't know enough of the answers to know which multiple choice answers were blatantly wrong. Ah, college....

So, after that overly technical diatribe, what else is there to say? Hmm, still single, still burnt out on school (obviously), still can't write, still getting completely random bouts of depression that I now know will (thankfully) always go away, still working out (though I don't have anyone to whom I can show off my toned abs and chest and not-as-thin-as-they-used-to-be arms), and still can't bring myself to focus long enough to read any books. The not being able to read or write thing has gone on all semester, and it's really starting to bother me. I don't know what's going on.

Oh well, maybe that's why God gave us sex drives. ...Yeah, not entirely sure where I was going with that statement, but I like it anyway!

Random thought of the day: Looking back over my more recent SG entries, I notice that this is one of the rare ones where I haven't been drunk while posting. Is that bad?