To  all who have stumbled upon this journal,

I am sorry to say that this journal is closed. My thoughts continue to flow, my fingers continue to type and words continue to grow but somewhere else. Not here.
So if you wish, you can read the old entries that are Public. Enjoy yourself.

Regards,
Me

 I am so going to fail my chemistry test tomorrow. 
It's not like I didn't try.
My brain does not comprehend formulas. There is a reason I chose biology, of all science disciplines: minimal mathematics-based-on-scientific-concepts.
Hurray for my first F in college!

I am having problems with this institution.
(false immunization records, inexplicable internet shortages, boring professors, pointless readings)
Stop lying to me. I know I got vaccinated for Hepatitis B. And how the FUCK am I supposed to get my parents' signature if they live 300 fucking miles away and I'm not allowed to fax? And it's due next Friday ( Read more... )

So I'm having problems. Most of them deal with classes but I'll write another entry on classes alone once more time has passed. That allows me to detail and describe my classes, or rather my perceptions of those classes, more accurately ( Read more... )

So I've been remiscing for the past hour and I've come to this conclusion: Whoever said that it is better to love and lose than to not love at all was seriously deranged.

Every beat of your heart
tore the lies all apart
made foundations quiver...

Epica ballads make good melancholy moods.

 I have another story.

This Saturday, I was working my regular shift as a volunteer for the hospital. So there I was sitting behind the lobby desk, reading some stupid celebrity tabloid and feeling my brain cells die one by one, when this elderly man comes up to the desk. I look up, give him a smile and say the standard greeting ("Hi! Can I help you ( Read more... )

So there is this video that's going around on the Internet. Perhaps you've seen it (and if you haven't, I advise you to watch it first: http://youtube.com/watch?v=S3X1K93ff5I).

Now, assuming you've watched it, or heard about it or are somewhat familiar with it, I am going to continue on what will be a tirade, yes tirade, against it and what it means ( Read more... )

There are times when computers make me want to kill myself.
Now is one of those times.

Well, this is my last full week here at home. Next Thurs/Friday, I am off. And I'm starting to get scared...

I got my new laptop! w00t! It's a lot more than I asked for--my dad really outdid himself. It has a widescreen display, integrated microphone and WebCam and LightScibe DVD labeler, which burns labels directly onto disks. How cool is that? I ( Read more... )

Oh, guess what I found while digging through the medicine cabinet in search for Band-Aids? My spyglass. I had this gold-plated one bound in leather and I found it there, safely in its case. How awesome is that. I lost it years ago when my brother took it and then, forgot all about it. I have no idea how it got to the cabinet but who cares. I found ( Read more... )