i reached up like you said. when all the stars were falling, one hit me in the head. and i fell down, down, down.

lisa loeb. great song.

which leads me to think of my own descent into the unmotivated, demilitarized zone. “come on, ari. you’ve got that law final exam and that awful math provincial. you should be studying; you should be plunked on a seat and reading your notes,” that naggy voice inside of me is demanding. but i’ve drowned it out with weekend parties and weekday ventures into the city.

for all i care, summer is at hand. summer, that lovely season when one can frolic in the bliss of nothing-to-do-ness. it’s a great feeling, nothing-to-do is. great, indeed.

but i’ve fallen. and i can’t get up. i hope to, once ubc kicks in next fall. then i will have my late night procrastination and study sessions. HIST 125 is going to be kick ass. i love history. i find it so easy to understand once you think of all the wars and problems and conflicting nations as a soap opera where there is always one constant villain (germany), one constant snob (usa), and one constant wimpy bystander (canada).