From the Economist's March 2005 Moscow City Guide e-mail ( Read more... )

I felt really strange yesterday, so I went to sleep at 10 and had some really freaky dreams ( Read more... )

I need to stop dreaming about college, period ( Read more... )

I just woke up from sleeping for... ten hours or so... to discover that I am in fact sick and not merely feeling crappy as a result of anything that I may or may not have done yesterday. I guess I could have figured this out yesterday, since I had a fever, but I wasn't sure. I just felt all-around-icky then ( Read more... )

morning.

I still feel silly, but I will instead start my day by telling everyone about one of the things that makes me giggly-happy: Which MIT bathrooms are vacant? (Random Hall)

First mock trial case tomorrow! Eee!

First semester is finally over, which means that my grades from here on in will not affect my chances of getting into college. (and by college, I mean MIT)

YAAAAY!

Now I just have to deal with my parents. (which is no easy task, mind you)

I got home and watched Harold and Maude, which I had rented to watch again after watching it in English class. I love that movie ( Read more... )

The tea kettle is constantly on and coming to a boil as someone hovers in the kitchen with a tea bag or cup of loose tea leaves.

When I can't hear a whistling sound, I worry.

(Has someone died?)

Alright, so I have just had my first nightmare about my biology class. Is this what I get for being a good girl and spending the bus ride to NYC studying?? Eww.

Yeah. I also have a shitload of chemistry to do this weekend. Some other crap, too. I wouldn't mind if it weren't the most boring stuff ever... but it is.

*shudder*

I seem to have lost my sense of time.
For someone who tends to look at life as a series of countdowns, that's pretty damn weird.