And so I returned from Stockholm what seems like ages ago, and I found a series of messages in my email... They were from the program I am going to this summer in Russia, and they pointed to two things I had said in the host family questionnaire. First, I told them I was on medication, and they wanted to make sure they could do everything they ( Read more... )

I got an email this morning telling me I had failed my Hinduism class. Why? Because they think I plagiarized my final paper from this website. You might notice that link goes to this journal. My journal, where I write. Where I posted the paper to share with friends who might be interested. So ( Read more... )

I started crying today in the middle of my Spanish tutoring. My tutor looked so guilty, I feel like I made her feel like she upset me, like it was her fault, but it wasn't. I was just tired and stressed out and upset that I'd dissected a squid. It had nothing to do with her. But she looked so guilty.
I feel bad.

Wayne, my beta fish, is dead. Yesterday he was totally happy, I left early in the morning to shop at Ikea, and when I got back he was kind of sluggishly swimming around his tank. I changed his water and gave him something to eat, and this morning he was belly up at the top of his bowl.
Goodbye, Wayne.

So I haven't been sleeping recently, partially because of the scariest episode of Doctor Who ever and partially because THE BONES IN MY FACE HURT! Ow God damn it, ow ( Read more... )

Vacation ends on Monday. I don't want to go back to school! I've been thoroughly enjoying being lazy. I have so much make up work still to do! I've gotta do the Spanish, too. I really ought to do more of that and keep up with it. But all I feel like doing is laying here, writing a little, taking naps in the middle of the day... My Saturday's ( Read more... )

There are only two adult guppies left. Two of the other guppies died and so did the other spotted molly. I put in some fish penicillin, and they died.
I seriously cried.

MY FISH ARE DIEING!

I thought talking about things was supposed to make you feel better.