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crystal_sun396Dear Brain,
You know, it would be nice to sleep straight through tonight. Straight through. I mean, I would like ever so much to not find myself awake, say, an hour early, doubting whether I slept at all. It's ridiculous, and I'm tired. The towel over my window blocking out the lack-of-sun protests on my behalf. Give it a rest already. I feed you space mechs all day; enough is enough at night. When I'm suppose to be offline, I'd like to get some actual recharge done. Thanks.
- Me
I always tend to feel guilty around my birthday. Weeks before, I start to back away from people contact (internet contact). I have so many wonderful friends who remembered/ were alerted this year. It’s unusual, and probably touching. Yes. Definitely touching. I received phone calls. And singing. (Haha, I’m sorry, guys, about the lackluster response. I couldn’t quite wrap the grey matter around it at the time.) Sares asked me out to lunch Sunday, but I was a booby and turned it down for studying Calc and Bio (which I still bombed on, 'bombed' here being a negative term). I'm really looking forward to this weekend, though. I wish I could repay; she totally made my morning/noon.
A FList call out from Terra ♥. It was so sweet; I really wish I knew how to express gratitude a little better. Dad’s in pretty close contact at the mo’, what with financial aiding going on, so I got his this year too. (It’s not his fault in previous years; we’re never home when he calls. Probably.)
I suspect today was not a good day to not-watch the internet, judging by how my inbox appears to have exploded. I’m not even going to attempt my Flist (especially with Bunny acting up). Oh man, and then there's Facebook. Everything goes uphill now, you know? It’s great now, but things get better mentally after today’s trials. Although I don’t think I’m going to attempt extract myself from this fandom after all (although I will attempt not to subject your Flists to my growing obsession as per usual). It’s very nice here. I’m going to learn to contribute and not just lurk all the time.
Anyway, tomorrow is my last midterm. Econ and … Culinary Practical. I fail at practical intelligence (decent in academic, so-so in creative [it’s getting worse]). Three days of solid Mads-in-the-morning. I’m pretty excited. I just… need to find my Mass score for All-Shore. Mm. I need to update LJ. Like, with life-things and not just TF links. And do the ‘net rounds.
You know, it would be nice to sleep straight through tonight. Straight through. I mean, I would like ever so much to not find myself awake, say, an hour early, doubting whether I slept at all. It's ridiculous, and I'm tired. The towel over my window blocking out the lack-of-sun protests on my behalf. Give it a rest already. I feed you space mechs all day; enough is enough at night. When I'm suppose to be offline, I'd like to get some actual recharge done. Thanks.
- Me
I always tend to feel guilty around my birthday. Weeks before, I start to back away from people contact (internet contact). I have so many wonderful friends who remembered/ were alerted this year. It’s unusual, and probably touching. Yes. Definitely touching. I received phone calls. And singing. (Haha, I’m sorry, guys, about the lackluster response. I couldn’t quite wrap the grey matter around it at the time.) Sares asked me out to lunch Sunday, but I was a booby and turned it down for studying Calc and Bio (which I still bombed on, 'bombed' here being a negative term). I'm really looking forward to this weekend, though. I wish I could repay; she totally made my morning/noon.
A FList call out from Terra ♥. It was so sweet; I really wish I knew how to express gratitude a little better. Dad’s in pretty close contact at the mo’, what with financial aiding going on, so I got his this year too. (It’s not his fault in previous years; we’re never home when he calls. Probably.)
I suspect today was not a good day to not-watch the internet, judging by how my inbox appears to have exploded. I’m not even going to attempt my Flist (especially with Bunny acting up). Oh man, and then there's Facebook. Everything goes uphill now, you know? It’s great now, but things get better mentally after today’s trials. Although I don’t think I’m going to attempt extract myself from this fandom after all (although I will attempt not to subject your Flists to my growing obsession as per usual). It’s very nice here. I’m going to learn to contribute and not just lurk all the time.
Anyway, tomorrow is my last midterm. Econ and … Culinary Practical. I fail at practical intelligence (decent in academic, so-so in creative [it’s getting worse]). Three days of solid Mads-in-the-morning. I’m pretty excited. I just… need to find my Mass score for All-Shore. Mm. I need to update LJ. Like, with life-things and not just TF links. And do the ‘net rounds.
