Must... not... .. read.. Adrian's nonsensical blog.... NOOOOOOooo. (that's a no in slo-mo)
The original plan was I'd finish my thesis in like, seven months time. Yup, mucho tiempo. I had another semester ahead of me. Ahhhh, sit back and relax, life is a lovely idyll.
BAM!
The next moment I had to finish it in 49 hours.. that was yesterday. right now... I have 31 hours more, more or less.
I now eat, breathe, taste, feel, think, talk Nietzsche. I have now dedicated all my cognitive and intellectual faculties into having a complete understanding of his now apparently useless aesthetic theory.
And my mind is already all jarred up, terribly (considering also that my mind's supercharged with caffeine and chocolate) Hell, when I close my eyes, I feel all the veins on my forehead throb!
What I am doing writing on this blog? Hell, we all need a break! And my mind's breaking, so now I'm taking a break. (crap, I just made an awful pun.
And to release my tension, I now string random words with no connection to anything whatsoever :
CARABAO PEN PRINT ROCK PAPER SCISSORS HAIL SNOW CD-R KING CUBAO MAKATI DIRTY ICE CREAM NICOTINE GEORGE BUSH METHUSELLAH BABYLON PLUTO THOR LEATHER SOCKS ANCHOVY BURGER PIZZA DONUT PAINT ZIPPO CLUBBIN EMINEM FIFTY CENT COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE WITH FECES BITS SUBWOOFER DVD DVD DVD DVD CHESTNUT TREE PEANUT BUTTER AND CHEVY HAMMERHEAD SHARK ORGASMIC BLANKETS KUNG-FU BEAVER HEY ARNOLD and lots and lots of smileys - :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
I'm a mess. I'm a blundering neurotic mess.
At this juncture, I recommend some books (which most probably drove me further to this point of mental dysfunction. THE CRAZED (by Ha Jin) , THE COMA (Alex Garland), The Island of the Day Before (Umberto Eco) , Archie Comics, Pupung Comics, And all those lame newspaper funnies that reflect the decline and the shallowness of our culture.
This is what I call mental despair. Throwing words all around everywhere keeping on keeping on just making no sense and creating words simply for its own sake.
Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger. - FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
BAM!
The next moment I had to finish it in 49 hours.. that was yesterday. right now... I have 31 hours more, more or less.
I now eat, breathe, taste, feel, think, talk Nietzsche. I have now dedicated all my cognitive and intellectual faculties into having a complete understanding of his now apparently useless aesthetic theory.
And my mind is already all jarred up, terribly (considering also that my mind's supercharged with caffeine and chocolate) Hell, when I close my eyes, I feel all the veins on my forehead throb!
What I am doing writing on this blog? Hell, we all need a break! And my mind's breaking, so now I'm taking a break. (crap, I just made an awful pun.
And to release my tension, I now string random words with no connection to anything whatsoever :
CARABAO PEN PRINT ROCK PAPER SCISSORS HAIL SNOW CD-R KING CUBAO MAKATI DIRTY ICE CREAM NICOTINE GEORGE BUSH METHUSELLAH BABYLON PLUTO THOR LEATHER SOCKS ANCHOVY BURGER PIZZA DONUT PAINT ZIPPO CLUBBIN EMINEM FIFTY CENT COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE WITH FECES BITS SUBWOOFER DVD DVD DVD DVD CHESTNUT TREE PEANUT BUTTER AND CHEVY HAMMERHEAD SHARK ORGASMIC BLANKETS KUNG-FU BEAVER HEY ARNOLD and lots and lots of smileys - :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
I'm a mess. I'm a blundering neurotic mess.
At this juncture, I recommend some books (which most probably drove me further to this point of mental dysfunction. THE CRAZED (by Ha Jin) , THE COMA (Alex Garland), The Island of the Day Before (Umberto Eco) , Archie Comics, Pupung Comics, And all those lame newspaper funnies that reflect the decline and the shallowness of our culture.
This is what I call mental despair. Throwing words all around everywhere keeping on keeping on just making no sense and creating words simply for its own sake.
Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger. - FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
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