"They say goldfish have no memories, I guess their lives are much like mine..."
"...and their little plastic castle is a surprise everytime."
The same songs play over and over in my cranium.
My laptop is still on its sickbed... and I'm hoping it isn't a deathbed.
The bones at the base of my neck are sore from yoga. Shoulder stand. "So THAT'S what she was hoping to avoid with the four blankets at the base of your neck thing!"
I'm wearing my new zim shirt! "It's not stupid... it's advanced!" *raises hand*
Thinking the thing that was missing from my life is caffeine. Poor man's speed. At least to the caffeine intolerant.
Upside: my room is clean.
I guess I should scoff in the face of health because "eating healthy" just means I have more blood in my caffeine/sugar stream.
I had the wonderful pleasure of possibly failing a retard biology test today. "Fuck it, the answer to this question is now 'E'. 'All of the above.'"
I now remember how wonderfully blissful it is to have only 3 hours of sleep, though. Your body just doesn't fall into that whole "deep sleep" thing and so you wake up easily, feeling rather wide-eyed. Until your 5th class of the day at 6pm, listening to a teacher drone about roots and parabolas. She actually called on me today. I was staring at something on my shirt so I started up and looked at the board wide-eyed and said, "Sorry! I have a little attention span problem. What was the question?" She just called on someone else and apologized later. *L* "Oh, that's fine. I just have the attention span of a small mammal."
I guess teachers still don't like your not paying attention in college. I know they absolutely despised it in high school.
Well, I'm going to go change for bed and down some tylenol pm. 3 hours of sleep last night, 5 classes, and a wal-mart trip and I'm still wired like a fucking microwave.
I'll go to sleep as soon as the little ADHD ridden midget in my head stops changing the station. "ANI! SOUND GARDEN! INCUBUS! Garth Brooks?!"
*sings* So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night!
The same songs play over and over in my cranium.
My laptop is still on its sickbed... and I'm hoping it isn't a deathbed.
The bones at the base of my neck are sore from yoga. Shoulder stand. "So THAT'S what she was hoping to avoid with the four blankets at the base of your neck thing!"
I'm wearing my new zim shirt! "It's not stupid... it's advanced!" *raises hand*
Thinking the thing that was missing from my life is caffeine. Poor man's speed. At least to the caffeine intolerant.
Upside: my room is clean.
I guess I should scoff in the face of health because "eating healthy" just means I have more blood in my caffeine/sugar stream.
I had the wonderful pleasure of possibly failing a retard biology test today. "Fuck it, the answer to this question is now 'E'. 'All of the above.'"
I now remember how wonderfully blissful it is to have only 3 hours of sleep, though. Your body just doesn't fall into that whole "deep sleep" thing and so you wake up easily, feeling rather wide-eyed. Until your 5th class of the day at 6pm, listening to a teacher drone about roots and parabolas. She actually called on me today. I was staring at something on my shirt so I started up and looked at the board wide-eyed and said, "Sorry! I have a little attention span problem. What was the question?" She just called on someone else and apologized later. *L* "Oh, that's fine. I just have the attention span of a small mammal."
I guess teachers still don't like your not paying attention in college. I know they absolutely despised it in high school.
Well, I'm going to go change for bed and down some tylenol pm. 3 hours of sleep last night, 5 classes, and a wal-mart trip and I'm still wired like a fucking microwave.
I'll go to sleep as soon as the little ADHD ridden midget in my head stops changing the station. "ANI! SOUND GARDEN! INCUBUS! Garth Brooks?!"
*sings* So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night!