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i feel like updating.
but i dont really have anything to say.
i suck. i said i wouldnt be one of those people who post the same things in both journals.
what's teh point then?
yeah so i pretend adding this at the start means something.
feel like i'm wandering aimlessly, and becoming increasingly scattered and dettached. not quite detatched, but sorta disconnected. whatever the opposite to flowing is.
today i went driving.
and it sucked, because i got bitten by mosquitos 4 times. 3 on my hands/arms, and one on my face. gosh, i'm gonna look pretty in the morning.
not that i care, more importantly, i think i'm slightly allergic, so they have a tendancy to be huge and wake me up in the middle of the night with their overwhelming itchiness. yeah. you didnt really need to know that.
my piano gets tuned on saturday.yay.
anyway, uni tomorrow. 7 hour day. *grumble grumble die*
2 pracs and an 8:30 lecture.
there's something about uni,half the time i think i hate it, but then i think i actually dont.
if that makes any sense. i cant make up my mind about it.
i used to think it was because i didnt want to think that i hated it, so i refused to believe that i did hate it. but i dont think thats it.
love love love.
so the exam timetable's out.
and its official, they are trying to kill me.
both of my chemistry exams (yes BOTH. incase you missed the bold) are each THREE excruciating hours long.
while my other three exams are only 2 hours. thats 6 hours of chem, and 6 hours of other stuff.
THAT MAKES HALF. wow, they're really teaching me well in maths.
i used to tell myself that 2 of 5 subjects isnt so bad, at least there was more OTHER stuff, compared with chemistry. but yeah, we all know exams are ALL that count, so pharmacy is half chemistry.
half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.
excuse me while i freak out a little.and yeah i only realised that bit while writing the entry. i'd only intended on whining about the length/crapness of chemistry. so that was kinda crap.
also, in order to get my parents to let me go see kate/tristan/the grates (she only actually knew the real story on tristan, and WAS NOT happy. so not telling her the truth again.) i am not allowed out from after the grates (this friday) and by 'out' i'm hoping it means late, and not, not at all.
and yes, i am SO aware that my 18th is in this period of crap. please tell me my parents will forget about it for abit. cant wait for it to be over.
so did i ever mention that i kinda hate chemistry? ever?
also maths makes me very sad. because it sucks. i miss methods and writing notes and drawing pictures. and crazy highlighters and occasional work. maths isnt particulary hard, just crap. a lot crap.
yeah. cant be bothered thinking of lyrics, that title will do me just fine.
on a happier note, THE GRATES. FRIDAY . <333
(except right now i have no ID.)
pee ess. i've got no idea what's goin on with the sudden colour change, jsut blame xanga, its easier that way. i cant be bothred fixing it.
but i dont really have anything to say.
i suck. i said i wouldnt be one of those people who post the same things in both journals.
what's teh point then?
yeah so i pretend adding this at the start means something.
feel like i'm wandering aimlessly, and becoming increasingly scattered and dettached. not quite detatched, but sorta disconnected. whatever the opposite to flowing is.
today i went driving.
and it sucked, because i got bitten by mosquitos 4 times. 3 on my hands/arms, and one on my face. gosh, i'm gonna look pretty in the morning.
not that i care, more importantly, i think i'm slightly allergic, so they have a tendancy to be huge and wake me up in the middle of the night with their overwhelming itchiness. yeah. you didnt really need to know that.
my piano gets tuned on saturday.yay.
anyway, uni tomorrow. 7 hour day. *grumble grumble die*
2 pracs and an 8:30 lecture.
there's something about uni,half the time i think i hate it, but then i think i actually dont.
if that makes any sense. i cant make up my mind about it.
i used to think it was because i didnt want to think that i hated it, so i refused to believe that i did hate it. but i dont think thats it.
love love love.
so the exam timetable's out.
and its official, they are trying to kill me.
both of my chemistry exams (yes BOTH. incase you missed the bold) are each THREE excruciating hours long.
while my other three exams are only 2 hours. thats 6 hours of chem, and 6 hours of other stuff.
THAT MAKES HALF. wow, they're really teaching me well in maths.
i used to tell myself that 2 of 5 subjects isnt so bad, at least there was more OTHER stuff, compared with chemistry. but yeah, we all know exams are ALL that count, so pharmacy is half chemistry.
half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.half. HALF. half. HALF.half. HALF.
excuse me while i freak out a little.and yeah i only realised that bit while writing the entry. i'd only intended on whining about the length/crapness of chemistry. so that was kinda crap.
also, in order to get my parents to let me go see kate/tristan/the grates (she only actually knew the real story on tristan, and WAS NOT happy. so not telling her the truth again.) i am not allowed out from after the grates (this friday) and by 'out' i'm hoping it means late, and not, not at all.
and yes, i am SO aware that my 18th is in this period of crap. please tell me my parents will forget about it for abit. cant wait for it to be over.
so did i ever mention that i kinda hate chemistry? ever?
also maths makes me very sad. because it sucks. i miss methods and writing notes and drawing pictures. and crazy highlighters and occasional work. maths isnt particulary hard, just crap. a lot crap.
yeah. cant be bothered thinking of lyrics, that title will do me just fine.
on a happier note, THE GRATES. FRIDAY . <333
(except right now i have no ID.)
pee ess. i've got no idea what's goin on with the sudden colour change, jsut blame xanga, its easier that way. i cant be bothred fixing it.