random, disturbed and scattered, but not yet incoherent thoughts
i noticed that when i've only had 3 hours of sleep strange noises come out when i'm not expecting it.
all of a sudden i will make some weird animal noise and not even know where it comes from.
i can't handle the sun in my eyes and when wind blows my hair on my face it drives me crazy. like literally psyho. i can't stand that when i go to move the specific strand that is tickling my face in some ambiguous spot, i can never quite grab the right one. it's like chinese water torture... yeah thats what its called right?
songs are stuck in my head and a few lines (that i only know the notes to but not the words to) repeat over and over. its like they are constantly mocking my inability to sing out loud in public spaces for fear of being perceived as schizophrenic and my inability to remember lyrics tooooo.
i am never sure if my thoughts are valid when i'm tired. are they really coming from the conscious mind of chelsea or are they coming from the cracked-out, sleep deprived mind of chelsea that's functioning in a different realm of reality? i dont even really feel like i am here sometimes. i dont know how i function when my mind is so out of it. who is driving this machine?
what the fuck did i just say? hmm
my presentation in lab today should be fun. i'm sure i will make SO much sense. especially with my excellent public speaking skills. i'm so articulate. yeah....
the agony of finals.
at least i can do the undie run this quarter!!! yay for public (almost)-nudity!
all of a sudden i will make some weird animal noise and not even know where it comes from.
i can't handle the sun in my eyes and when wind blows my hair on my face it drives me crazy. like literally psyho. i can't stand that when i go to move the specific strand that is tickling my face in some ambiguous spot, i can never quite grab the right one. it's like chinese water torture... yeah thats what its called right?
songs are stuck in my head and a few lines (that i only know the notes to but not the words to) repeat over and over. its like they are constantly mocking my inability to sing out loud in public spaces for fear of being perceived as schizophrenic and my inability to remember lyrics tooooo.
i am never sure if my thoughts are valid when i'm tired. are they really coming from the conscious mind of chelsea or are they coming from the cracked-out, sleep deprived mind of chelsea that's functioning in a different realm of reality? i dont even really feel like i am here sometimes. i dont know how i function when my mind is so out of it. who is driving this machine?
what the fuck did i just say? hmm
my presentation in lab today should be fun. i'm sure i will make SO much sense. especially with my excellent public speaking skills. i'm so articulate. yeah....
the agony of finals.
at least i can do the undie run this quarter!!! yay for public (almost)-nudity!