An extremely late 'first post' for the not so new year 2009
Naturally, I have thousand of reasons why......
After New Year there were assignments on deadlines then there was a phase when i felt really disappointed with Biostatistics midterm exam, another phase that I felt so tired, so exhausted that I said out loud that I wouldn't do more than my share of work, something I never did before in my life, I guess. Plus with another phase I and the roommate had a 'cold war' with the other, which resulted in her leaving. Thoughout Febuary I somehow had this belief that I wouldn't survive this semester. After that I was forced into "I have to read and study for the finals, period" phase.
It started off quite good, considered. The weather was cool, cooler than usual, but that's okay. I get IWTB's director's cut dvd in the first week of the new year (though the second disc was for zone 2, which means I can't play it on the player at home, but only on my desktop) Writing the abstract (of the very, very small project I did last April) and finishing it for the first time in life; even if at the end almost all the phase and the style of writing were more of my adviser's instead of mine, I feel quite proud that I actually could do this.
My birthday on this year is going to be one I can't forget. It was a non-deniable proof to me that everything in life changes. I did turn 21 no matter how much I didn't want to. I still have people in my life even if I don't feel like they are because they were the people on my father's life. And the most shocking of all: the tragic passing of Kim Manners - the man I didn't know but completely admired his works and allthings on The X-Files.
Things went bad afterward, especially with a fortune teller telling me that I'm never going anywhere in life, let alone finishing college. My future husband was bounded to married me because of horrible shared Karma we did in past lives. He is a good liars and would definitely cheat on me (Oh, shit!)It went worse when my roommate didn't like the way the other roommate treated her, which resulted in a cold war. Somehow I'm glad it's ended, but deep inside I still feel sorry for their lost friendship.
Another week until training at NSTDA. I should be excited, I'm not. It sound pathetic, which I'm quite certain that when I look back at this very moment somewhere in the near and far future I'd ask myself what was wrong with me. Fortunately, I still have at least a week to get excited about that.
As of now, I'm waiting for the PCR to finish, the one that should be finished yesterday noon if there weren't something wrong with some unknown factor. Thinking of finishing my 2009 resolution and writing manuscript for the last summer project, but still too fucked up to do anything about it.
After New Year there were assignments on deadlines then there was a phase when i felt really disappointed with Biostatistics midterm exam, another phase that I felt so tired, so exhausted that I said out loud that I wouldn't do more than my share of work, something I never did before in my life, I guess. Plus with another phase I and the roommate had a 'cold war' with the other, which resulted in her leaving. Thoughout Febuary I somehow had this belief that I wouldn't survive this semester. After that I was forced into "I have to read and study for the finals, period" phase.
It started off quite good, considered. The weather was cool, cooler than usual, but that's okay. I get IWTB's director's cut dvd in the first week of the new year (though the second disc was for zone 2, which means I can't play it on the player at home, but only on my desktop) Writing the abstract (of the very, very small project I did last April) and finishing it for the first time in life; even if at the end almost all the phase and the style of writing were more of my adviser's instead of mine, I feel quite proud that I actually could do this.
My birthday on this year is going to be one I can't forget. It was a non-deniable proof to me that everything in life changes. I did turn 21 no matter how much I didn't want to. I still have people in my life even if I don't feel like they are because they were the people on my father's life. And the most shocking of all: the tragic passing of Kim Manners - the man I didn't know but completely admired his works and allthings on The X-Files.
Things went bad afterward, especially with a fortune teller telling me that I'm never going anywhere in life, let alone finishing college. My future husband was bounded to married me because of horrible shared Karma we did in past lives. He is a good liars and would definitely cheat on me (Oh, shit!)It went worse when my roommate didn't like the way the other roommate treated her, which resulted in a cold war. Somehow I'm glad it's ended, but deep inside I still feel sorry for their lost friendship.
Another week until training at NSTDA. I should be excited, I'm not. It sound pathetic, which I'm quite certain that when I look back at this very moment somewhere in the near and far future I'd ask myself what was wrong with me. Fortunately, I still have at least a week to get excited about that.
As of now, I'm waiting for the PCR to finish, the one that should be finished yesterday noon if there weren't something wrong with some unknown factor. Thinking of finishing my 2009 resolution and writing manuscript for the last summer project, but still too fucked up to do anything about it.