For at least the third time in my life, I've been told I'm intimidating. I still haven't figured out how that is.

I often feel like it wasn't my best decision to come back here. There isn't anything majorly wrong, but I feel like it should have been a one time thing and I'm screwing up my fond memories of the place by coming back. It could just be the rain, as today it was actually sunny and I had a decent day. Or it could be that I'm working 14 hours a day ( Read more... )

Saturday, despite the hectic nature, was fun. Making other models hate us, shattering a lollipop, and watching Clinton chain smoke from stress turned out rather well. But the real point of this entry is not Saturday. Today a couple of people from NAMI (National Association on Mental Illnesses) spoke to my Abnormal class today. To hear people ( Read more... )

So, I gave blood yesterday. It shouldn't have been a big deal, I've done it before. I knew the wait would be forever, and it was, and that I wouldn't spend long in the chair, and I didn't. What is weird is that today, more than 24 hours later, I'm still feeling really weak. My arm still hurts rather bad at the needle sight, I couldn't even bend ( Read more... )

I always hate waiting. Waiting in the doctor's office, waiting to know whether I got into college, waiting for a ride. Today I've done some of the most anxious waiting of my entire life-waiting to find out if everyone I know is okay. Thus far most of them are, but I'm still, you guessed it, waiting, on the last, and arguably closest in high ( Read more... )

Basically, if my roommate doesn't stop being a hypocritical bitch, I might end up breaking something. This may or may not include her precious, surgically altered, jaw. The only thing keeping me from exploding on her is the fact that there are only 5 weeks left here, including exam period, until she graduates ( Read more... )

In fact, this thing so truely exists that it can't be conceived not to exist. For something that can be conceived to exist but can't be conceived not to exist is greater than one which can be conceived not to exist. Hence, if that than which a greater can't be conceived is not that than which a greater can't be conceived. But this would be a ( Read more... )

A more happy post from me this time, which is good. Though I have excessive amounts of work to do this week and it will get done, though it will probably mean quality time in either Swem or the Grind, or more likely both ( Read more... )

Basically, my roomate has been acting like a complete bitch and attempting to validate it with the excuse that she has a lot of work to do and it's stressful. Well, no shit sherlock, you decided to come to this school you're going to have a heavy courseload; it's part of being here. Also, she has decided to belittle me on how well I do my ( Read more... )

Lately part of me feels like I'm a burden to my friends. Like hanging out with me is a pre-lude to something more exciting. Another part of me is telling this part that I'm being paranoid and silly, but I can't stop it. It's weird, I'm weird. This entry is pointless.