delusions of grandure

Today, I am all by myself. My roommate went home, the last of the boys in the downstairs apartments left this morning. I have work tonight at 10, it is now 3:30. I have the day to myself. And I don't have to motivation to do anything.

When I'm out, waiting for the bus, running on the treadmill (which hasn't been for like 3 , will be 4 weeks) my creative juices flow the freest. I let my mind run wild with dreams of writing the next great screenplay, blogging about current relevant issues. I come up with ideas for zine articles, the club that will change the world. I live in a world where I am genius that is on his way to being recognized for it. But then as soon as I get home I check my email, my gay blogs (which i never read, just peruse for porn) and allfg.org for my daily fix of internet television.

I don't know what keeps me from starting on any of these projects. I know it myself. I know that had I any motivation I could set aside an hour to write, to muse, to create. But I find myself in Mike's room shooting the shit, smoking bowls and spacing, until its good and late. Late enough to fit in a quick wank before bed. And then its the next day and the cycle repeats itself.

I think it might have to do with my schedule. I have class, I have work, I go to the gym, so when I'm not doing those things I should be doing school work. And the only way that I can justify not doing school work is by telling myself that I am recharging my batteries.

So the question is how do I balance, school, work, and my delusions of grandure. I might try to schedule my days better. I have a very strange conception of time. I pretty much do not do anything that isn't work related outside of the regular business hours. When I have school work to do, I go to the library and try it get it done during the day, so that when I go home I don't have to try and fight the temptation of the internet.

I might also benefit from - see I don't know what! Ok so schedule my days better. School, work, school work, creative endevours, social time. Seems like a lot. I just remembered that I have to add a course (or two) to my timetable because I dropped a full credit course. Balls.

And thats another thing. The last four months have blown by. I never at any point felt it lagging. And I compare that to last year when I spent most of my time literally diddling myself. This year I am on campus 10 hours a day more days than not.

I just came to revelation. i think one of my problems is that I rely on my computer far too much. I don't journal, I blog. I don't handwrite anything, I type. And my computer doesn't travel- well. The battery is dead so I have plug it in, and my wireless card crapped out on me last year. What waste of $100. So this is the revelation. I am going to start carrying around my Moulin Rouge notebook that Lauren gave me and use that to write my screenplay ideas down, notes for zine articles. That way I can work on stuff on campus, whenever I have 20 minutes to spare.

Now that only other thing I have to try and get on top of is my school work. I have to say this semester didn't go too badly. There were some motivations problems for one of my MITs and I did end up dropping chinese, but lets be honest, unless I was willing to devote time to it, it wasn't going to happen. And I just don't have the time/motivation to learn chinese that badly. I have always and more than likely will always be proud English speaker. I have the books, and the audio accompaniment so if I feel so inclined in the future, I will teach myself.

I feel a lot better. Its 4:00 now. I wanted to make this apple pie to take home to mom. I think I will go and try. I will feel like a douche if I don't. So heres goes nothing.