morning. morning, morning. birds and showering sunlight.
i dont like dealing with school this semester. i just need more time to do homework, but maybe if i were home at all during the day i would actually do it.
but maybe friday i can do some catch up or something. i dont have school friday.
its sort of my saturday, and ill most likely get swept away doing something else.
at least i hope so. i love to be kept busy.
and, i had this weird reaction to a virus a few days ago where i had itchy spots all over my arms and legs some. this was reminicent of my days with mononucleosis [mono] [sp..]
but it wasnt that, all that it was was a strange aftershock raction my body had after i recovered from the virus.
this morning i woke up, and they are all cleared up.
i dont feel contagious anymore and im not afraid of touching people anymore.
more importantly, i dont think people are freaked out by me anymore- cuz even i thought i looked sickly.
i have episodes 1-8 of heroes from phil aulie, but i still need to copy it.
then i can get the rest.
for the past two weeks- i have been in a active-analitical mood. where i have been so busy doing everything that i need to so that when bad things happen- i dont have time to think about it.
if i dont think about the bad things, they dont manifest into bigger things in my mind- they stay small. and by the end of the week, they leave me.
pacientia. style. lust.
virtue.
im glad i quit my job, but my parents hated it.
i thought maybe i would regret it later, but i dont.
i wonder if school could be the same way.
though, since i quit- i can never work at heb again.
if i drop out, i can go later. better yet, i take smaller hours.
unless i have nothing else to do but work and go to school.
but jesus, what of my virtus- my values...
i would hate myself for a while.
read the sophist.
brush your teeth.
to grades.
fall in love.
hate two lanes.
one batman.
underneath the tip.
make it of montreal.
but maybe friday i can do some catch up or something. i dont have school friday.
its sort of my saturday, and ill most likely get swept away doing something else.
at least i hope so. i love to be kept busy.
and, i had this weird reaction to a virus a few days ago where i had itchy spots all over my arms and legs some. this was reminicent of my days with mononucleosis [mono] [sp..]
but it wasnt that, all that it was was a strange aftershock raction my body had after i recovered from the virus.
this morning i woke up, and they are all cleared up.
i dont feel contagious anymore and im not afraid of touching people anymore.
more importantly, i dont think people are freaked out by me anymore- cuz even i thought i looked sickly.
i have episodes 1-8 of heroes from phil aulie, but i still need to copy it.
then i can get the rest.
for the past two weeks- i have been in a active-analitical mood. where i have been so busy doing everything that i need to so that when bad things happen- i dont have time to think about it.
if i dont think about the bad things, they dont manifest into bigger things in my mind- they stay small. and by the end of the week, they leave me.
pacientia. style. lust.
virtue.
im glad i quit my job, but my parents hated it.
i thought maybe i would regret it later, but i dont.
i wonder if school could be the same way.
though, since i quit- i can never work at heb again.
if i drop out, i can go later. better yet, i take smaller hours.
unless i have nothing else to do but work and go to school.
but jesus, what of my virtus- my values...
i would hate myself for a while.
read the sophist.
brush your teeth.
to grades.
fall in love.
hate two lanes.
one batman.
underneath the tip.
make it of montreal.