today will be the first time I’m not going to be late to biochem lab lecture woooOoOooo0ooo
too bad it’s week 8 of 10
I am so jealous of my roommate and her ability to fall asleep so easily. She gets home, goes to bed, and falls asleep despite the lights being on and the sounds from a movie i was watching. She fell asleep by 11 or something. Fucking. Jealous.
OKAY I’M READY FOR SUMMER NOW
Ready for this quarter to be over. don’t get me wrong, I love what I get to learn in biochem, biochem lab, and advanced ochem, but there is no getting me to focus a considerable amount of time when my mom needs me and I can’t do a fucking thing because I’m 8 hours away. My parents need me home. One more month…
is it weird I’ve used mens shaving cream for the last 4 or so years of my life?
okay so I’m sobbing right now because house dies when he’s just gained the courage and love for himself to continue fighting
and I really hope that my roommate doesn’t come home right now
because she probably already thinks I’m a fuckin weirdo
LAST EPISODE OF HOUSE
“The therapeutic effect of gardening is not to be underestimated. It’s one of the best ways to get back to nature and feel a union with the natural environment that surrounds us. The garden can be large or small – it doesn’t matter. The point is to work with the soil and touch the ground. Secure your life force and strengthen it by working with the soil. The Earth strengthens your life aura and your internal organs become stronger. The liver begins to detoxify and the organs become revitalized by the natural energetic detoxification provided by the Earth and its soil. By working in the garden we gain a sense of our connection to the source from which we came. We can continually feel this source within us for days and access it at any time we wish. Take advantage of the life and wealth the soil brings to you and become truly alive.” -Medical Medium
aw, I came across this post at a good time. I spent an hour outside ‘gardening’ (pulling out weeds), and I thoroughly enjoyed myself minus the minor frustration of the scattered defeats. some of those roots are too strong for me.
and so begins five days straight of non-stop studying
going to do my best to stay off tumblr.
I am ridiculously overwhelmed just thinking about everything I need to know for ochem and genetics. ugh, going to take a shower, make some fresh coffee, smoke a cigarette, de-clutter my study space, and go at it until 12 or 1 AM.
oh my god I am JUST finishing the 9 page paper
and it’s not even that great. I’m just barfing up ideas and throwing them on the page as always. it’s pretty much always worked for me in the past though.. so here’s hoping.
now the 5 pager
ugh I suck for having over a month to write these yet here I am 12:36 AM of the day they are due writing. I suuuuuuuuck
for many qarters now (since last spring) I have told myself: if I get straight As for a quarter (A- does not suffice), I will get my next tattoo.
TOO BAD EVERY QUARTER MY CLASSES ARE GETTING EXPONENTIALLY HARDER
why didn’t I start this deal freshman year -__-
I find guys less and less appealing with each day.
sorry mom and dad….
just slept for 14 hours….
I am really sick
can you tell?
I just bought OBs (tampons) and now I have $1.42 in my bank account.
don’t mind me I’m just sitting in my room trying not to sob like a baby because my meds seem to induce manic episodes and I started thinking about how beautiful and powerful music is
had a crazy, intense apocalyptic dream. now everything seems completely different and constantly on the verge of erupting into my dream. I can’t shake it. I feel weeeeird.
also, it’d be nice if I could stop having dreams where I get shot and die. I’ve come to dislike that confusing period of time after being shot and thinking “well I’m dead. I’m really actually dead” and before waking up and realizing it was all a dream.