all work and no play

im bored.
all work. papers. acads. papers. papers. papers.
sigh.
im tired of writing.
i just wish that for once i could have one semester where i wont have to write about something i don’t like. but it looks i have no choice. lecheng anthro.

i want to go out…have fun… go on dates…and get drunk without thinking of the papers i still have to write.

i want my old life back. but come to think of it… i can hardly remember what my old life was like. damn.