I'm starting to feel what it really means to be kanjied (being confronted with massive amounts of incomprehensible, but often important seeming Japanese text). I came home a little after noon today after Japanese class and have been either studying or trying to study kanji since then (it is now midnight). This was accomplished with the help of 1) snacks with enough cholesterol to clog up the sink drain and b) insane amounts of chilled mint tea to keep me alert and the mugginess at bay. So I'm feeling fat, somewhat hyper and my brain is trying to crawl out through my ears. But at least I'll have seen all the kanji on the test tomorrow in the recent past.
When sitting like this any and all excuses for not studying start sounding like good ones and I've had to constantly force myself to stop thinking about things I'd like to draw, paint, read, clean or whatever. I'm feeling a little proud for having managed it, though also a little stupid for having put myself in a situation where it was necessary in the first place.
Tomorrow afternoon, after the exam, I'll take time to draw something. Maybe start working with the new sketch Sayaka sent me. At least if I'm still feeling creative without the boredom hanging over me.

Listening to: The Velvet Underground - That's the Story of My Life
Feeling: see above...

edit: ah, and to top everything off, I'm out of toothpaste. Off to FamilyMart then...