Its Already What Month?!
1:00 am PB & J because I am craving everything and anything. I took a break from studying, and realized that maybe that break could have been me at the party. but i decided not to go mainly for the reason that i wasnt feeling well- with all the bloating, cramping and tired-lethargic-ick going on. and also, i thought it would be best to dedicate that much more (making a small pinch with fingers) time studying .
we have turned our living room upside down. but more so, into the official study area. dining room table right in the middle, cables going everywhere, pens under the desk, papers on every table surface, ipod headphones on the futon, about 5 pom cups scattered and that weird blanket thing by the doorways which we put up to 'trap' the heat in as much as possible when the heater goes on.
its dead week which means, yes things really are dead here in berkeley, except for perhaps that one party and allie and courtney watching high school musical in the living room...yes, high school musical which they claimed was "sooo good" they were going to watch it again before sunday, although all i was thinking was how sooo good this PB&J was going to be as i smeared by creamy all natural peanut butter all over my slice of buttermilk bread.
read. sleep. eat. read.
we all just cant wait until its all over.
and it is exactly at this precise moment that i can appreciate not having a job. otherwise, i wouldnt have been able to spend 5 days of intense reading/studying/watching movies/not sleeping to write a paper/reading and lots of breaks in between.
And now to Brazil and the Frente Negra
we have turned our living room upside down. but more so, into the official study area. dining room table right in the middle, cables going everywhere, pens under the desk, papers on every table surface, ipod headphones on the futon, about 5 pom cups scattered and that weird blanket thing by the doorways which we put up to 'trap' the heat in as much as possible when the heater goes on.
its dead week which means, yes things really are dead here in berkeley, except for perhaps that one party and allie and courtney watching high school musical in the living room...yes, high school musical which they claimed was "sooo good" they were going to watch it again before sunday, although all i was thinking was how sooo good this PB&J was going to be as i smeared by creamy all natural peanut butter all over my slice of buttermilk bread.
read. sleep. eat. read.
we all just cant wait until its all over.
and it is exactly at this precise moment that i can appreciate not having a job. otherwise, i wouldnt have been able to spend 5 days of intense reading/studying/watching movies/not sleeping to write a paper/reading and lots of breaks in between.
And now to Brazil and the Frente Negra