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Akillah Wali — Tue, 08 Apr 2008 15:34:23 -0400

I am taking so much more than five minutes a day for myself. I have basically cut off all voluntary communication. If I don't want it to happen, it doesn't happen. And as far as the work is concerned, it was my work (a part of my thesis) which one of my "friends" tried to pirate and turn in for another class. You'd better believe I nipped that one in the bud - and put said friend on a watch list.

we all need time to

Guest — Sat, 05 Apr 2008 17:56:26 -0400

we all need time to rejuvenate- even if it's for only five minutes a day. And, um, what's this about doing others work for them? Are you serious? I certainly hope not- for your sake. CM

Must Keep Moving Forward

Akillah Wali — Sat, 05 Apr 2008 13:00:00 -0400

The week has flown by, and I feel as though I have very little to show for it. Coursework keeps piling up, no matter how much I try to get through. Life demands that I try to have one, and all the while, there's always that "one more thing" that I am supposed to have done before the end of the day.

Ain't life grand?

Mostly, I just want to crawl into a hole and wait for the madness to pass. Knowing that this is not an option, I just have to keep going — though sometimes it seems to be at a snail's pace, while other times, I don't seem to be moving forward at all. Fatigue, insanity, grief, and fear wreak havoc on my senses on a regular basis, while I plow through life like the hard-charging hellion everyone knows me to be.

Sometimes I wish there were more people who actually knew more about me — they would know that I barely have time for my own bullshit, let alone theirs and mine too. They would know that while I do believe that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that this does not mean I will allow them to submit my work as theirs. They would know that my saying "no" does not mean "maybe."

These are the days where I just need to excommunicate myself from the masses, but the masses won't let me.

I swear when this is all over, I am going to sleep for a week — with the ringer off.