/lit/ - Literature

Its Friday and it feels like my whole week was wasted. All the Stacies and qts have returned to campus after the break. I had a lot of work to catch up on and I was actually productive for a change and did it. I even handed in that paper I was suppose to submit around a month ago. Getting absorbed in my studies is nice all the way up to the point when I look out the window and find Stacies flirting with Chads outside my window.

Chasteposter guy tries hard to convince us that sex is a pernicious distraction. I'm sexless, and I fail to see the virtue in it. I have more time to focus on stuff, but it all feels unfulfilling. I can't help but feel when I read about love, sex, and the strong emotions that come with those that I could better appreciate it if I actually had experience to compare it to. How is being chaste part of the /lit/ lifestyle when most of the great works focus on love or sex to some capacity?

I spoke to pink beret girl a couple of times this week. I feel like I could get more involved with her, but I have absolutely no idea how. Shakespeare is of remarkable little help, and Subahibi definitely won't help (I'm still working through that Chinese Porn game).

God I feel so empty. Go to class, read, go to cafe, read, nap, then read more. Some days replace read with write. If I were a monk in an isolated monastery this would be great, but in class and cafes there are always qts distracting me and demoralizing my mood. My room is a sort of refuge, but I feel lonely and isolated after a while and lose motivation to read. Thats when I usually drink a couple of whiskeys but then I can't concentrate as well.

Currently its Sunday and I'm drinking coffee at my favorite cafe. I'm reading Harold Bloom's book on the Western Canon. I always thought that Princeton was the most literary University in America because of Fitzgerald. But honestly, I should have went to Yale instead. If I went there I could take classes and learn from Harold Bloom himself. Instead I am here trying to ignore qts by reading his book.

Once I finish this cup of coffee, I think I'll go hope and have my regular afternoon nap.