fall semester was great.
Then they instate this 5 weeks on 1 week off bullshit for spring? Lemme break it down for you.
Aggh. Cannot get into rhythm. What is class. Sleep all the days.
Mearg. Okay, got to my ten o’clock and my afternoon classes. What a week.
Nice, finally getting into the swing of it, Sharps is finally not killing me.
Shit. break is in like two weeks. so many tests! why are all my profs testing us on the same day? What is this bullshit. I’m sick of sharps, I’ll just skip friday.
BREAK BITCHES. I CAN FOCUS ON NOTHING BECAUSE BREAAAKKK.
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools, singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
This place is a message…and part of a system of messages…pay attention to it!
Sending this message was important to us. We considered ourselves to be a powerful culture.
This place is not a place of honor…no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here…nothing valued is here.
What is here is dangerous and repulsive to us. This message is a warning about danger.
The danger is in a particular location…it increases toward a center…the center of danger is here…of a particular size and shape, and below us.
The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours.
The danger is to the body, and it can kill.
The form of the danger is an emanation of energy.
The danger is unleashed only if you substantially disturb this place physically. This place is best shunned and left uninhabited.