I've noticed that I do much better when I have a good, full day. It forces me to focus my energy more, which is something I find nearly impossible to do on the weekend. Work on Saturday, Sunday? Doesn't happen. But then again, I find myself much in need of a good day or two to recuperate (besides, reading for class doesn't really count as work ( Read more... )

I slept through my last class of the year.  It was suppose to be a gorgeous time and I failed to wake up from my nap.  I guess I finally managed to completely burn myself out, completely exhausted so I was unable to do my sleep for an hour and wake up exactly when I want.  Why is it that final time seems to kill me every time?  Probably the ( Read more... )

I find myself wondering from time to time if I am more aware of time passing than the average person, but seeing as I am pretty damn sure I am about as close as one can come to the average, middle-of-America child, I believe I am mistaken in that first thought. But this time thing, I find it so very strange. I wish for it to slow down, allow me ( Read more... )

Fuck yeah! I refound my password. And yes, this celebration does require such vulgarity. It's taken me about a week fighting with Yahoo! in order to check my email in order to retrieve this password, which failed miserably, seeing as Yahoo!Beta doesn't like my peanutbutter_catfish email address... Oh well, Firefox wins for saving my password ( Read more... )

I find that I talk too much about myself, that I fail to say what actually needs to be stated in words. Somewhere along the line the spoken version of English fails me. It is curious, too, how although currently while I am writing these words I am able to hear them being spoken by the voice I know as mine in my head, as it is with most English ( Read more... )

So, I discovered yesterday, after about a ten minute rant at Club (poor Ben... having to deal with a slightly crazed and panicky mental breakdown flavor of Valerie) that the reason why I keep a live-journal is because that I can vent all my emotions into one nice clean source. Get out all that angst and fear and panic and other nasty stuff all at ( Read more... )

I like it when things start to fall in place, when the world begins to make sense. When you can look back and be sure that you have made the proper choices, when something feels correct. Correct is magical ( Read more... )

Today I overheard to girls talking on the bus about a friend of mine- not that they knew more nor where they even aware of the fact I'm quite fond of the person they were talking about. Probably were I sitting any closer to them, I would have made a comment, but because I was not, I just their and let their conversation evolve, listening in on it ( Read more... )

I cried today. I am Valerie, I don't cry. I cried today, while reading my assignment for Literature. I cried. I am crying ( Read more... )

I find myself in the most curious melancholic mood. It's not one of those melancholy moods that require the Lady MacBeth is Dead icon (because you all know that my icons are made to match my mood). Oh, if I were to go like that, I'd leave as a stylized Lady MacBeth, completely lost as soon as the intoxication of power left me staring at the ( Read more... )