Well that sucks

The mood has passed, more or less. I still feel it near by, but its more like I'm looking at it instead of experiencing it. I think I've realised what's causing it, LACK OF SLEEP! I've reflected upon my sleeping schedule for the last X amount of time and I've concluded that I've been getting an average of 6 1/2 to 7 1/2 hours of sleep a night. That's no good as I need at least 8 to be fully rested (Proven by my schedule at home before I came to college). This means that (warning math ahead)

W=Week

N=Hour per Night

X= period of time that I remember sleeping

(7 1/2N * W) - (8N * W)=-3 1/2 NW

-3 1/2 NW * X = -3 1/2 NWX

So I've been going down nearly a full nights sleep over 2W.  And I've been doing that for X, so I've lost a LOT of sleep. People can run on a power drain for a while, some longer than others. This shows me my stamina, but it means (If this is indeed the problem) That it will take weeks to straighten out. Not good.

Good news though, CLASS WAS CANCELLED! Well most classes, all the morning stuff was cancelled but there is still practice for the choir tour in the afternoon :S. 

An accurate description of Choir practice is unattainable, but I'll do my best. We do a scene, Tom tells us its not good enough, we repeat four or five times before we get so board and fed up with that scene that we begin to forget our lines, and start adding things or changing word or phrases so it sounds ridiculas or funny.

So is the life of a student at MCC.

Still?

Edit/Note:Ok, I have to apologise for this one. I scared some people to death (sorry mom[and bad pun]) with this post, so I will explain. I AM NOT SUICIDAL. This was a dig at Nickleback and Linkin Park, because their music if really depressing and pointless and just generally sucks. It was also a dig at how James was in charge of keeping the college clean.

That feeling I had from last time still lingers around me. It's making me slightly poetic and slightly emotional. Makes me glad I can't find my Nickleback CD (Nickelback is so depressing!), and that I've been off Youtube for a while because I'd be listening to Linkin Park (Linkin Park is depressing too!), there'd cutting wrists in no time, and James would be so mad, because it really isn't the cleanest way to go and he'd have to clean it up.

I dunno, the alternative to killing myself seems to be seeing poetry in everything. I was listening to Swichfoot coming back to the college, and I was hearing them say something about shadows, then light, then shadows again, then light again. Then I heard shadows and light in the same sentence! I'm not too sure what they said (I wasn't really listening) but what I heard was "the shadows prove to me that there is light". If that isn't the makings of a good poem, I dunno who I am. And my friend was hitting me with some weird "philosophical" questions. One of them was "If the vultures circle and eat dead animals, who eats the dead vultures?". An interesting question, "Who eats the scavengers?” At first I brushed it off saying something to the lines of "Others scavengers.", but would be an interesting thing to explore in a poem.

I kinda hope this mood sticks around for awhile; I might be able to write a good book, or at least get a couple decent poems out of it.

P.S. I'm working on identifying the cause as you read.

The Feeling

I've been feeling weird today, so I though I'd take it out on my poor blog by updating it.

So here is how I feel today:

That feeling you get, after an epic movie, or after an amazing novel. That same feeling of after you've climbed the mountain, when you've become the best at something. How you feel when you've achieved all of your goals, that feeling you get when there are no, or too many challenges before you. That feeling when you know that everything is going to change, and the same feeling you get when nothing has changed. That feeling you get after you've lost someone important, the same when you've realized that you've lost no one. That feeling you get while you're in you room staring at the ceiling for the umpteenth time, that feeling you get when your hanging out with your friends and your staring at a wall with your mind wandering. That feeling you get when your listening to music in a minor key, that feeling you get when you realize there will be a tomorrow. That feeling that makes you question everything you've ever done, that feeling that makes you ask, "What now?"