Thursday, November 3, 2011

vaguely concious

I'm failing miserably at accomplishing anything this afternoon. big surprise there. sitting at the computer typing my notes on The colonial period and the times influence upon literature is my all time favorite hobby. i get so absorbed in it that i start typing out the words of the song i'm listening to on pandora instead of the the words i've scribbled into my spiral notebook from Shopko. not kidding friends. i look down and my notes look something like this.
"Because of the adoption of the declaration of independence, ( 1776) a vast majority of the writing at the and if your faced with a choice that you have to choose i hope you choose the one that means the most to you i hope you... 
and then i come back to earth and realize that I'm not even thinking its just my subconscious mind twirling the little material still left in there around and its coming out in the form of Rascal Flatts lyrics onto my english paper. lovely

Another one for your entertainment, I'm sitting in Government, dear Mr. Logans class this afternoon and I'm trying my very best to stay attentive and gain something from the rambling taking place. its not working out. As we're correcting papers somethings happens to that little brain of mine. it turns completely off. one thing we're correcting number six and the next time i look up i hear Mr. Logan Say "Okay got it? Now on to number eleven." Eleven? woah wait a minute. what the heck happened to numbers Seven Eight Nine and Ten? odd.. I don't even recall thinking. or daydreaming of any kind. i don't think my eyes closed. i know for a fact that i would have woken with a mini heart attack. i simply just looked up. from staring at my hands. but for five minutes? probably closer to ten?  how? did my brain just get sucked up in some alternate dimension for a possible 600 seconds? thats a lot of seconds. i must be losing my mind. literally. ha! no pun intended but i was nonetheless funny. yeah? yeah. weird. 

its been one of those days today. you know, that day where your only vaguely aware of the fact that you are no longer in your bed within the compounds of your own home yet you're still not exactly sure of where you are, or what is going on?
i'm vaguley concious today. its fine. i think i'll go eat a banana now.
yours-nolle.

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