section b(adass)

the higher level of academia is everything that everyone says it is (and fears it is). it is that and much more. the level of mental exhaustion in which i am currently stewing is just as great if not greater than the one i faced in the alchemy organic. i must say i still miss my old study group, but my new comrades here are helping to fill in the gaps of solitude.

the entire class has been separated into two sections, a and b. it seems as though many of those in section a are more focused on the meet-and-greet, the never ending atmosphere of fun and leisure. section b (dubbed section badass by myself and section bamf by a new friend of mine) seems to be getting down to business. i'm not judging anyone and i want to maintain good social ties with all my batch mates. but when it comes down to the nitty-gritty, i have to do what i must to succeed in this endeavor, no matter the social costs.

the stage is set, the pieces are in place. the battle began a little while ago, but this siege will be more taxing than any i've ever encountered before. however, with a lot of effort and willpower, i will be able to pierce the heavens and enter that place where all manly souls reside. i ask that you have faith in me and believe that your belief in me is well placed.

"Reject common sense to make the impossible possible! That's how we roll..." - TTGL

premier

school hasn't started yet, and without means to get around, i am stuck in my apartment and everything within a one-mile radius. i've been to the same mall everyday for the past week. i've browsed the same dvd and magazine racks, i've eaten the same snacks, walked the same streets and i'm bored. the only activities i have are studying (which never really lasts long without the actual classes to back them up), reading (the same old books and magazines), and messing around on the internet (which only gets you so far). i want school to start.

surrounded by swarms of the entwined, i see around me the manifestation of evolution's potential. i find that i am in unhappy admiration, ready and willing to make the acquaintance of the second. my spiral power is rising, but there's no conduit for it. i only hope that in the smoke-riddled and flood-damaged ivory tower, the heaven-piercing other will appear.

when the tasks begin, i know that i'll probably be pining for days like this - tranquil, careless, easygoing. however, i believe that i'm at my best under a little bit of pressure. the past few months since leaving the slavery of my previous occupation, have been nothing but pleasure filled and slack-jawed. now, i want action.

"You've come this far because you always did what you had to do. Isn't that right?" - Nia, TTGL