Sleepless Nights (Hello, Programs)

TRON Night was amazing. They had a free 20 minute screening of some scenes from the movie and gave out some posters and stuff. I love me some freebies. Anyways, I could not be more excited for it. The visuals were stunning and so detailed, I had to keep reminding myself I was in a theater and not in the Grid. Some of the 3D effects flopped, but I was still loving it. Did I mention the CG and visuals were jaw-dropping. Not only that, but Daft Punk is doing the soundtrack for TRON Legacy? That's. Freaking. Epic.

Crap, I just remembered I have to write a classification essay by Monday. This destroys whatever hope I had of having a nice, relaxing weekend.

You know, college isn't all that it's cracked up to be. I guess nothing ever is, am I right ladies and gentlemen? We get this fantastical ideas circulating in our cranium that something will be magnificent and fun. Well, that just goes down the tube when it actually happens. That could be a good thing in some cases. It makes things more unpredictable and foreign. So yeah college. Whoop dee do. My personal belief was that college would go a-little something like this: I would go to the UofA (not Pima, where I am now), make a bunch of new friends that share similar interests, be dead set on a degree, get in a relationship, and not worry too much about everything. Friends and family always told me college was easier than high school.

That is a hot, load of monkey crap.

Sure the schedule is manageable to one's desires, but that doesn't make up for the excessive homework and collateral damage that my mental state is taking. I'm not sucking at any of my classes, I'm just not as interested as I thought I would be. Learning can be fun, if it involves a subject I can pay attention to. Otherwise, I seriously could care less about spending another 3 1/2 years behind a desk, giving myself consistent headaches. It'll benefit me in the long run of course. Still, I could be doing other things with my time like going to the gym or getting off my lazy butt and GETTING A JOB!

Running on four or less hours of sleep is a burden all on it's own. It just takes me forever to fall asleep. Maybe I have insomnia. I probably have insomnia. I think I do have insomnia. I'll just say it, I have insomnia. Such a condition may be a result of insufficient time management and severe issues with involvement in daily activities. Or could I be going... slightly mad?

Oh well, back to my cushioned cell. It's so soft in there, I love my oh so lovely cushioned cell. And my warm, cozy jacket. It keeps me safe. He he ha ha ho ho ho.

Sweet dreams all.