secret santa

our floor is doing a secret santa. and i know most everyone really well... like i'd have a gift idea under 10 bucks for each and every one of these lovable folks.
but of course, the person that i get is the person that i have talked to like what. twice? in all the time we've lived here. -_-"
yay for picking out of a hat.


we'll see how that goes.

i'm taking math pass fail.

and i might fail it.

so i should be doing work

because tomorrow i have a ten page project thinger to turn in with additional pages for appendix, and lots of additional pages for field notes that i did not type up.
and i am only on page six.

and on wednesday i have a midterm in psych that i have to read around 2-300 pages for and go over many many past midterms to prepare.
and i also have two quizzes/hwk assignments due in math on wednesday. but i'm probably not going to have time for that so i am going to just give up since that particular class does not count for anything at all ever. (pass/fail! yay!)




but for the past hour i think i have been sitting here coughing.
and reading blog posts cuz i havent been on in a week or two.

but mostly coughing.





ugh.

i discovered last night that nyquil does not work for me.
wonderful.

i hate damp clothes

my sleeve is damp.
my jeans are damp.
my shirt is damp.

damp.







thank goodness for long socks. ^^

i've been eating ramen way too often

and hot cheetos. and chips. and cookies. and chocolate. and mike and ikes. and french fries. and shit....

i am sooooooo going to get fat this semester. T-T


in other news, i got two B's on my midterms (still dont know how the third one turned out).
i keep skipping lectures/discussions.
didnt go to any classes on thursday, and i almost got to class this morning, but i had to come back to let audrey into our room.
and then i fell asleep and didnt go to math discussion.



in other other news my ear hurts.
because i pierced my cartilage. and my right lobe.
but only the cartilage one hurts. every time i touch it (which i do a lot because i push my hair behind my ear and i happen to graze the back of the earring. which hurts).

just a quick update. :]

oh and emotionally i feel a bit frazzled.
just because i know i should be feeling something, but i dont.
i feel so apathetic about everything...
:/
i think that's a symptom of depression, but i am not depressed. dont worry.

sometimes i get angry for no reason

it's not justified....

usually there is a reason actually, but its oftentimes very small.

and i overreact.

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k at first that was out of frustration, but after a while it just got fun. ^^

im in antho lecture

he's so boring.


cept he'd suck at pictionary for sure.
...
sorry professor, but you probably know it's true.






"you all feel inherently alone, i know it"

wow professor, you're so deep. :]