mood: bigmusic: 'i'm a believer' by the monkees

they give us two hours to take our finals. i finished my linguistics final in 35 minutes. i went right thru it, but i'm worried, but i don't want to care, you know? so i don't care.

more importantly i finished my research paper on ikea and i couldn't wait to get that thing to my section leader and away from me. a huge burden off my shoulders. which isn't exactly a good thing, because it feels like i can relax now, though i can't. tomorrow i have two finals: bio and philosophy starting at 8am and ending at the latest at 12:30.

then one more final on wednesday, but it's the mother of all pains in the ass: humanities core. there's a bunch of lecture material on paz and azuela that apparently no one gets. so when i look at my notes and see a blank page, but look in my head where it feels like i understand it, i get worried. 'cause i may be profound at times, but this profound? this extraordinarily gifted? i don't think so. paz speaks so often of masks and bougainvillea and los pachucos and la chingada and i see it all molding into the circle that drives students and teachers mad alike. but i get it? let's hope so. i want the schoolyear to go out with a quiet bang. one that has to do with paragraph after paragraph. ideology, love, and revolution.

---Goei---