Cogito, ergo sum…

… certain I shouldn’t have taken the History of Philosophy…

Keeping my eyes open this evenings class was a feat in and of itself… however as our first midterm paper is due in a mere two weeks time, I better learn to appreciate and expand my modes of comprehension on the teaching of Descartes meditations, lest I humiliate myself in written form (she typed on a blog disclosing many of her most personal of personals… so I suppose it wouldn’t be my first time).

I am beginning to realize why I was so happy to finally be out of school… yet here I am again. I am trying to be a good little school *wink*wink*, yet I am having difficulty staying (or even being) focused on my courses… and we are only beginning week four.

Saturday and Sunday this last weekend were to be fully dedicated to homework. I meant it this weekend. No football on television and roomie out of town (yesssssss) I had the place to myself, to really focus my attention to my studies.

[pause for laughter]

Guests over, wine and seasons one and two of Chappelle’s Show on DVD (seriously Charlie Murphy is so effing funny) Friday night allowed me to put everything off until Saturday and Sunday.

I (amazingly) was busy almost all day Saturday and Sunday. Please don’t ask me “With what?” because I have no good answer. I dusted the house, rearranged shoes… I really did a whole lot of nothing.

Lalo came over Saturday night… we were going to read and watch movies… (single and living it up in Laguna… I know). When she came up to my place Saturday evening I was all dressed up and dancing around my living room to random hip-hop songs. She asked me where I was planning on going out. Going out? Oh no, my friend, I was merely thinking of things besides homework to do… I explained to her that she was fifteen minutes late from catching me in my little black cocktail dress and heels dancing in front of the mirrors. I really am that easily entertained.

I finally, last night, completed the three Descartes meditations I was supposed to have finished for this evening (thank God), of course taking breaks throughout for yet more pictures of the sunset.

Now this week I only have a fiction story and several chapters of my social psych to read… urg…

I should just screw it all… after all Coito ergo sum.