strange.
So driving home from Belzer's last night I passed a couple holding hands and skipping along the IC campus. They were so happy and carefree. I couldn't help but feel all fuzzy inside.
Then I caught myself...fuzzy? I was never one to get fuzzy at such a nauseating sight.
I feel like as of lately my biological clock has not only been ticking...but rather...GONGING.
I don't know what's happening to me...hopefully it'll pass because I don't know how to deal.
On another note: Belz and I saw "The Fountain". A weird, artistic film which despite sad occurences, I rather enjoyed. We then went to Wegmans and spent an hour shopping around for medicine for our colds. We are such old people... meds to wake up...meds to go to sleep...preventative meds....instant gratification meds...Emergen-C...
It was a good time.
I go home in 5 days. Bliss.
Then I caught myself...fuzzy? I was never one to get fuzzy at such a nauseating sight.
I feel like as of lately my biological clock has not only been ticking...but rather...GONGING.
I don't know what's happening to me...hopefully it'll pass because I don't know how to deal.
On another note: Belz and I saw "The Fountain". A weird, artistic film which despite sad occurences, I rather enjoyed. We then went to Wegmans and spent an hour shopping around for medicine for our colds. We are such old people... meds to wake up...meds to go to sleep...preventative meds....instant gratification meds...Emergen-C...
It was a good time.
I go home in 5 days. Bliss.