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i decided to quit taking abilify. it makes me want to sleep all the time and leaves me in a cognitive haze that far outweighs the few positive effects. it like, makes me more depressed. no jokes. actually i can't really think of any positives. i just hate this drug. this is day one after cutting down my dose and i already feel more ... lifelike.
despite my raging cold i have taken on the coquitlam crunch (counterpart to the grouse grind but not nearly as intense) two days in a row. feels good, although at the time i'm a sputtering, huff-huffing mess. i plan to keep up the regimen with mount doug climbs at least 3 times a week. i feel soooo much better after exercise, and my sex drive is even starting to creep back! (before all this started i was an insatiable sex beast.. the past 2 years not so much. it's always the first thing to go when i'm feeling low and the last to come back so, yay? a shadow of more good to come?)
it has been so SUNNY which helps immeasurably.
i have been having a good time here in coquitlam, my parents work all day, leaving me here to be sniffly and hang out with beckham <3 oh my god that dog, i lurve him so <3 i've been trying to study for my bio midterm and its been nothing but frustrating, i hate that prof. every second word is 'um' and she is always asking the class for the right pronunciations and messing up her facts and the notes are so muddied and all over the place it is really hard to make a study plan. i don't know what we need to know and what we don't so i'm basically studying 300 pages of stuff, just in case, when we probably need to know half of it, scattered around. she gets the worst grade i've ever assigned to a teacher's abilities. piss poor job, professor awesome (as i like to call her sarcastically...)
oh, random thinger, guess who called on valentine's day? tyler katerberg. after like a year of silence, i pick up the phone to 'hey pretty lady, happy happy valentine's day to you' ... i suppose he was thinking back to old loves from times past and had me on the mind. anyways we're going to hang out again soon, which always comes with a big caution... but he's such a part of my past life it's hard for me to say no.
i'm sad that i didn't get time or the proper headspace to head downtown for some of the much talked about olympic street parties. even with this cold i am tempted to stay but i won't. school should come first.
i'm listening to the Q. 'sweet child of mine' ... aw. i want to be the kind of girl to inspire an 80s rock ballad :)
well, happy saturday to you all <3
despite my raging cold i have taken on the coquitlam crunch (counterpart to the grouse grind but not nearly as intense) two days in a row. feels good, although at the time i'm a sputtering, huff-huffing mess. i plan to keep up the regimen with mount doug climbs at least 3 times a week. i feel soooo much better after exercise, and my sex drive is even starting to creep back! (before all this started i was an insatiable sex beast.. the past 2 years not so much. it's always the first thing to go when i'm feeling low and the last to come back so, yay? a shadow of more good to come?)
it has been so SUNNY which helps immeasurably.
i have been having a good time here in coquitlam, my parents work all day, leaving me here to be sniffly and hang out with beckham <3 oh my god that dog, i lurve him so <3 i've been trying to study for my bio midterm and its been nothing but frustrating, i hate that prof. every second word is 'um' and she is always asking the class for the right pronunciations and messing up her facts and the notes are so muddied and all over the place it is really hard to make a study plan. i don't know what we need to know and what we don't so i'm basically studying 300 pages of stuff, just in case, when we probably need to know half of it, scattered around. she gets the worst grade i've ever assigned to a teacher's abilities. piss poor job, professor awesome (as i like to call her sarcastically...)
oh, random thinger, guess who called on valentine's day? tyler katerberg. after like a year of silence, i pick up the phone to 'hey pretty lady, happy happy valentine's day to you' ... i suppose he was thinking back to old loves from times past and had me on the mind. anyways we're going to hang out again soon, which always comes with a big caution... but he's such a part of my past life it's hard for me to say no.
i'm sad that i didn't get time or the proper headspace to head downtown for some of the much talked about olympic street parties. even with this cold i am tempted to stay but i won't. school should come first.
i'm listening to the Q. 'sweet child of mine' ... aw. i want to be the kind of girl to inspire an 80s rock ballad :)
well, happy saturday to you all <3