myth? reality?

i'm having a hard time believing school is real... i wake up and think, "do i really need to go to class?" i stop and consider drowsily for a minute, until i'm distracted by how comfortable my mattress is, how well my pillow fits under my head... "naaaah," i decide, and roll over.

it's a bad place to be. i have to go to class. i need to be motivated to do my reading and learn my characters and formulas. there is a lot to do this semestre. nevertheless, for the past ten days or so i've been watching tv, going out to eat with friends, going to class every once in a while, when i feel like it. i haven't even completely unpacked! i have to jump over my suitcase to get into bed! bad, bad anna. bad!

okay then. i'm going to stop blogging and clean up. right now. as soon as i get up... yeah. maybe i'll check my email first...