- take the time to check out your iTunes library.
- Time to refresh facebook like an idiot…
- Time to open paint and draw butterflies and unicorns.
- Time to stare at apple home page like a boss.
- Time to look at clothes on clothing websites.
- Time to check your e-mail.
If only the last 2 hours could be repeated,
If only I didn’t make a stupid mistake,
accidentally utter the wrong words,
It shouldn’t have even come to much of a surprise.
I thought she knew what was coming.
Now my crazy psychotic brain is trying to make me read further
into something than is actually present.
SO it goes.
Forgive and Forget.
What’s done is done.
Now to hope nothing changes for the worse.
You can’t chase perfection. You have to stare it in the face and defeat it. No games.
Doctors are all workaholics with god complexes.
Whatever helps you sleep at night.
Never look foolish” —
Off to crash a christmas party!
To muster the strength to beg for a grade that I think I deserve is difficult. Regardless of whether or not it is deserved, something about typing in the teacher’s name and hitting send— begging, just seems low. Now it has been done; Now I wait; Now I keep my fingers crossed. I can only hope that somewhere in their little body, my professor has a soul.
Barely missed the mark, now to see if she has a heart.
Before college, I had two homes. One at my gym, and one at my house where I slept. Now that college has started, that is where I feel at home. Here now, I just feel as though I have been distanced from the two places that used to be the most important to me.
I can’t wait to be at my home again. I miss you guys, my new family.
life’s more painless
for the brainless
why think too hard?
when it’s so soothing
I thought it would be the most amazing thing in the world to leave my dorm after my finals and rather then going home, go to my friends dorm. Yesterday was the most boring experience of my life. I sat still in a room full of people reading and talking about romance novels for so many hours I started contemplating the effectiveness of various different suicide options…. really not good, seeing as how I am not suicidal. I never want to be that bored again in my life. I literally blocked the entire day out.
Day 2 at butler has been substantially better. I brought my computer into the room with the reading people, and now I am watching fringe and typing on tumblr rather than putting up with their boring crap. Maybe if I’m lucky, later on i’ll get to hang out with more people. I might even go eat dinner with the people I left behind at my old dorm. I’ll keep my fingers crossed.
I can only hope the days will get better from here.
I am at my friend Marii’s apartment playing with her wii (mainly mario kart). We made 48 delicious cupcakes for our secret santa this afternoon. Now, they are in the preocess of making a mii of voldemort… yeah, I told you before, I have special friends.
What should I be doing right now? Well, I have an English final tomorrow (and I need to read the prompt and make my cheat sheet for the in class write), I need to get the rest of my present for the secret santa (and wrap it), and I need to get to bed by a reasonable hour because my final is at 8 am tomorrow. JOY!
So wish me luck, because I will need it.
From the events of last night, I realized that together we can get through anything. Be sure to keep your true friends close and don’t let them slip away; because a time will come when you will need their help to stay strong and get you through the day.
Good Luck Everyone! I’m glad we all made it to see another day.
Walking across the unforgiving soil,
A tune flows through the misty air-
A tune of death, despair;
The scent of dirt
The sound of nothing;
Peace and quiet,
The sight of rounded brown earth,
littered with tombstones,
The feeling of depression overwhelms.
Coming to a halt
At a special spot,
A spot of memories not to be forgotten;
Not to be let go entirely from the past,
But to live on-
Reaching out a hand,
Placing a flower on the ground,
She smiles at the grave’s inscription:
“Dearest Wife, Mother, and Daughter”,
With a sigh,
She walks away.
Marii is now a jittery mess…. no 3 espresso shots for a tiny person… it’s a bad idea. :/
Yeah, that’s right… i’m blogging again instead of studying for my biology final. It’s so dense!!! I can’t stand it anymore! All I need is an upper B on this final and I will get an A in the class (especially with the extra credit points).
All I ever do is rant. That’s so lame. Eventually I will think of something worthwhile to post.
5 years from now, I am going to look back at this blog and realize how boring and crazy I was…
I’m bored out of my mind. I’m sitting in a hallway in silence with two friends, each of us staring at our computer screens. I tried posting my poems, but tumblr kept finding a way to screw it up. SO IT GOES! (Yeah… I say that a lot. Deal with it) - at least i’m quoting a good writer :) Unlike Stephanie Meyer whose writing is a piece of shit… I mean seriously, read this: http://media.photobucket.com/image/why%20twilight%20sucks/meaphe/twilight_page450-451.jpg and pause at all of the commas. Before the hallways became overwhelmingly silent, we were twilight bashing. So much fun. Too bad half of our dorm are twilight lovers…
I just got back from a midnight Jack in the Box run. I love college! We can do almost anything we want whenever we want!
This day isn’t going to get any better. I honestly couldn’t care less about the hours I have been spending reading about polymerization and photosynthesis, but so it goes. I changed my major to biochem so I wouldn’t have to deal with as much of this nonsense. To take a break from biology studying, I have been doing my extra credit quiz and reviewing bonding and structures for chemistry. When did my life become so dull?
I have a gymnastics meeting in half an hour at someone’s appartment, but I really rather lay in bed, get distracted by my computer, and stare at protein structures. Welcome to the next 14 years of my life… but it will all be worth it when I am handed a white coat, and a certificate saying I am now an M.D.
Honestly though, when I go to gym, I absolutely love it! Why don’t I go? That’s simple. I’m a people person, and in the gym there is no one to talk to. I’m not into the partying scene, and I have no desire to get plastered every weekend, and that’s all anyone there ever does or talks about. I know I have to get back in shape, and show up to practice, and it will all be worth it when I kick all of their lazy butts in competition in the spring. I can’t wait. If only I could force myself out of the comfort of my room, and show up, I know I would be in a better mood (and maybe have less insomnia).
I’m sitting here in total silence. Everyone is frantically locking themselves in their rooms studying for finals. I spent the last four hours staring at my Functional Biology textbook, and it is time for a well deserved break. (I spent those four hours reading and memorizing 3 chapter and 72 pages of material. I found out I need a 95 on the final to make an A in the class without extra credit). I realize that I have never blogged before, and that my posts will most likely be dull and boring because I lack creativity, but we shall see what happens.
Sitting here staring at my blog page makes me want to post some of the poetry I wrote last year in creative writing. If only it was not lost when my last laptop chose to die less than a week prior to college starting. So it goes… When I get home for winter break, I will attempt to recover the data from my old hard drive.
It’s already finals. Winter break is fast approaching. I don’t know what to do with myself over the break. I won’t get to see my college friends… maybe occasionally I’ll see my high school friends, but I can’t stand to be bored with my family for five entire weeks.
I lied… I managed to find a few of my poems in my email inbox… most of them aren’t the final version, and none of them are my best… but so it goes. But I just read them, and most of them are depressing… so I’ll post something later.
Thanks for putting up with my rant, but it’s been almost an hour, so I should go back to reading my painful Biology textbook.
Until next time,