Milana and I have pre-physics test tradition for about a year now. Physics tests, you see, are demon like forms of torture that get you by making you have a panic attack and blanking out. Combating it is a skill which we have honed. The night of, we order sushi while taking respective practice exams and quizzing each other on conceptual questions ( Read more... )

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Dammmmn. Look at me.

Gigantic cup of steaming hot tea.
Bio papers strewn everywhere.
Miles Davis playing.
Clothes getting clean in their machines downstairs.
I'm all toasty from shower.
I'm wearing slippers!
Typing furious, with a million documents open, like I have something to say.

Who would have thought?

Where is Allen Ginsberg? Or a Gwendolyn Brooks? Where's Bob Marley or Bob Dylan? Keruoac? Kesey? Step up people, I need to be inspired.

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I got hit and run dumped today by my long time boyfriend. My whole body hurts.

Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up. Get that bright light out of my face. Don't try to blind me. Sympathetic, self-righteous, hypocritical, child of hopefuls, student of cynics. Whatever, I'm ok with the truth. I know I'm still smarter than you. I'm not part of it but I can see, feel and smell it and it's foul. Whitewash ( Read more... )

I was studying organic chemistry all night last night. When I finally laid down, I felt like my head was an oxygen and feet a carbon. My body was a long and stretching double bond. I could actually feel the electrons whizzing up and down my legs and around my head. It was really neat.

Life is a study break.


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