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2 hours of sleep and a little over 5 pages later...
Really, I know I only have to get a C in politics in order to be done with my GE requirements but fuuuuuck I'm worried about this final. I have two in class essays to write. Meep. -
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Looking for a job is fun, right? Right, right. Filling out the generic forms makes me anxious because I feel so boxed in by "printing clearly" in boxes. I don't sound very appealing when inhabiting a box. I've been applying for jobs I'd really like to get and not expecting to get them, and vaguely collecting forms for jobs I don't actually want to ( Read more... ) -
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I woke up this morning to a soft fog, everything wet but gently so. The kind of weather where you wear a fuzzy sweater and notice the blush of the leaves against a desaturated sky. When the sun nudged such weather aside, she made the dew in the grass sparkle with such radiance I thought for an instant some fae had bombed my neighborhood with ( Read more... ) -
I feel disoriented from lack of sleep
Four hours of spending half the time lucid dreaming and the other half lying awake, waiting to be lucid dreaming does not count as sleep. But I've been unable to nap for no apparent reason. Waiting for sleep to punch me in the face. At least I wrote a poem.
Still looking for a job. Being picky so that I can keep the job for once. Not settling. ( Read more... ) -
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Sara's Rules for Happiness
Do your best. It's so frustrating to look at something that I could have experienced fully and see it only part of the way there. I could be a straight A student if I wanted to, but that's not what I want. I want to do my best in projects that interest me, instead of treating them like assignments I unfortunately have to ( Read more... ) -
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Listening to Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band and unpacking. Moving into a room with another person is a huge hassle. For those of you unaware, I'm sharing a room with my friend George until he moves out completely. Aileen lives across the hall from me, and Marc occupies the last bedroom. Currently one must jump around and be agile in order to ( Read more... ) -
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I keep telling myself I can never go back.
I'm seeing the people who once played such different roles. Friends, lovers, undefined relationships that could have become something great if you had only made the push. And of course, if they had pushed back. Your family changes their place in your life when they are distant. I am reminded what a bubble I ( Read more... ) -
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After 3 1/2 hours on public transit, I'm in Livermore, where I will be until Wednesday morning.
Unfortunately, I rushed out the door, and I don't have my cell phone charger. So my cell phone will remain off 99% of the time. Instead of calling my cell, you'll have to use e-mail, AIM, and my parent's house phone. If you don't have that number, just -
I want body mods!
I want a vertical labret. I've wanted one for years. I want tattoos. My parents highly disapprove of facial piercings and tattoos, and they pay for my room, board, and education. I don't appreciate their control over my body, but I respect their wishes that I maintain a certain lack of body modifications while they support me. So I'm not getting a ( Read more... )