I know I should be studying or reviewing the diseases that are bound to cross my path during the Orals; be serious about the related literature that has been assigned to me ages ago—have some really fruitful, meaningful output rather than just nonsensical crap as though the literatures were just pasted from the sources without apparent coherence and unity; be productive, in general. However, my brain cells seemed to have left the cranium that has been enclosing all the tissues and neurons and they deem impossible to retrieve unless I have some DISTINCT, SERIOUS, RIGID, ADAMANTINE MOTIVATION that will keep me going despite the hopes that can never be acquired. BUT—A FUCKING COUPLE SOON TO MAKE OUT RIGHT BESIDE ME DO NOT MIND PEOPLE TYPING AND DESPERATELY REVIVING THE DEAD BRAIN CELLS THAT HAVE BEEN INFESTING MY MINUTE BRAIN. THEY ARE DESTROYING THE CONCENTRATION THAT I HAVE BEEN UTTERLY TRYING TO BUILD AND PROTECT. PLASTIC TREE HAS BEEN IS MY SOLE SOURCE OF SANITY IN ALL OF THESE!
DISTRACTION==STOP KISSING EACH OTHER RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’LL KILL BOTH OF YOU IF YOU WON’T STOP, I SWEAR IT!
Anyway, enough with the capslock. Now I’m listening to Alice Nine and somehow, I can imagine Shou swinging his hips here and there. Ah, blah. This must be due to utter shame (for my groupmates because I so love slacking off) and insanity—well, being at the brink of it. Gah… I wanna sleep and/or just watch Ergo Proxy now. Can I ditch this research session now, please? It’s my raison d’etre already!!!!
Currently listening: alice nine. - JEWELS
Currently watching: Ergo Proxy ep17
Currently reading: my crappy review of related literature
Currently feeling: crappy, lazyyyyyyy