As much as I hate to admit it, I think I'm in a rut. The worst part? I don't even know what kind of rut. This has never happened to me before.. it's like a constant state of inertia. And I'm powerless to control it. I don't feel like going to class.. or anywhere for that matter, I don't want to work, and my room is a total mess.. I swear, there are about 50 empty coke cans on my nightstand-- ten columns of five; stacked a little too neatly. Maybe it's the weather.. or perhaps it is school. You know, I'm not used to having to study and read texts to get 'A's. Ever. And I hate it. I hate having to work. But, you see, maybe this is the problem.. I'm simply in denial? My intelligence isn't enough to carry me anymore and I actually have to work and pay attention in class. No.. it's just a rut, and I'll eventually dig myself out of it, right? I did fine last semester. Just like high school-- nice and easy. Besides, I can't just quit school, what would they say? I'd simply become a statistic. So maybe it really is the weather.. although, this has always been my favorite time of year. I love the snow and the cold air. No, I'm not crazy. I hate being hot and sticky in the summer. ...I don't know what it is.

The neighbor's dog has been barking incessantly since 12pm this afternoon. It's an annoying little terrier bark, too. I'm about five steps away from hammering it with the potato gun. But, I'm stuck in my rut and I don't feel like moving right now. I don't know why they just won't let it inside, or feed it, or water it, or shoot it... whatever it takes to shut the beast up. So I turn the TV up. Perhaps Alice in Wonderland will drowned out the noise, maybe even my headache.. although.. five steps really isn't that far. .....Who am I kidding? Yes it is.

I've decided to drop my philosophy class. I can find a different humanities elective next semester. I realized that I've learned more about Aristotle by reading the first chapter of Metaphysics than I did during the 1.75 hours of class. There's really no point in wasting my time that way. Besides, it's too much of a workload for an elective. Honestly? I don't know why I put up with Asian Philosophy last semester. Maybe I was motivated. I don't know. Either way, I didn't learn anything common sense wouldn't tell me. Time is of the essence, I won't waste it on redundancy.

That is all. For now anyway, I don't feel like typing anymore.