Santas on Parade

motivation is something that i seem to be lacking this week. i just want this semester to be over so badly that i have given up on doing anything. it's 2:00 in the morning and i just decided to review my stats for the exam tomorrow. it seems that i don't remember much from the beginning of the semester. i spent two and a half hours intermittently working on a physics study guide; i have yet to actually study it. i think i'll do that tomorrow between stats and the exam. but i'm almost done. they are my last two exams of the year 2004. the next exam that i take will be in 2005. that sounds really funny to say. i never thought that i would ever live this long, i guess i just didn't have many expectations for my life when i was a kid....what am i saying? i'm still a kid. sort of. blah, i can't knock the sleep out of my head. i do think that would be pretty amazing though. it would be like in I Heart Huckabees, when they hit themselves in the face repeatedly with a rubber ball to experience peace. i will have to admit though, there is a certain level of peace that can be attributed to hitting ones self in the face. and yes i do say this from experience. although i'm not sure why or when i hit myself repeatedly in the face with a rubber ball; but i suppose that could also be attributed to said beating. i'm rambling. it's dumb, and no one cares anyway. so i will leave you with this image.