Fuck Mondays
Mondays are my most exhausting days. An absolutely shit way to start the week.
I have class from 8 to 11 with no breaks inbetween, and the class locations are all really spread out, so I have to bike vigorously and I still barely make it on time.
Obviously I don't get up in time for breakfast before class, so I'm starving by the time I finally come back. But of course, I have Spanish at 2 PM and tons of homework to take care of between now and then. Gross.
On a different note, I've been turning more and more to religion these days. It started on Wednesday, when I was talking to my mom. She forgot to mention that last Monday was Sankranti, one of our major religious festivals. I asked her why she didn't tell me, and she just said "I didn't know you cared." And that hurt quite a bit, and even made me cry. So I googled some of our devotional chants and my favorite pastime is to listen to them now.
I also cried on Thursday because of Grey's Anatomy. George's dad died, and that was really sad to watch.
I cried last night because I was already bordering on depression and then Kelsey had to tactlessly bring up a sensitive issue and add another coat of shit to it. I'm hoping this week will be less emotional.
Clubbing was actually great fun. I had really great food at BJ's (Deliciously light and fluffy pizza and a pizookie--pizza-sized chocolate chip cookie with 6 scoops of ice-cream on top) and then danced the night away at the Empire.
I even got to drive, which was great. Alright, I'm going to try a recipe for Grape Nuts that has been cooking in my head and then do my Spanish.
<3 Swathi
I have class from 8 to 11 with no breaks inbetween, and the class locations are all really spread out, so I have to bike vigorously and I still barely make it on time.
Obviously I don't get up in time for breakfast before class, so I'm starving by the time I finally come back. But of course, I have Spanish at 2 PM and tons of homework to take care of between now and then. Gross.
On a different note, I've been turning more and more to religion these days. It started on Wednesday, when I was talking to my mom. She forgot to mention that last Monday was Sankranti, one of our major religious festivals. I asked her why she didn't tell me, and she just said "I didn't know you cared." And that hurt quite a bit, and even made me cry. So I googled some of our devotional chants and my favorite pastime is to listen to them now.
I also cried on Thursday because of Grey's Anatomy. George's dad died, and that was really sad to watch.
I cried last night because I was already bordering on depression and then Kelsey had to tactlessly bring up a sensitive issue and add another coat of shit to it. I'm hoping this week will be less emotional.
Clubbing was actually great fun. I had really great food at BJ's (Deliciously light and fluffy pizza and a pizookie--pizza-sized chocolate chip cookie with 6 scoops of ice-cream on top) and then danced the night away at the Empire.
I even got to drive, which was great. Alright, I'm going to try a recipe for Grape Nuts that has been cooking in my head and then do my Spanish.
<3 Swathi