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I am very silly, and I have amazing friends, who I will hopefully see very soon. All is well. I am a little high-strung sometimes, and panic at irrational things, but life is good and LJ is sometimes not the best tool for me to express myself.
We had to do statistical analysis in my Environmental Science lab today! Weep for me. It hurt my heart a lot, especially the part where my teacher was like, "Just follow directions, I don't understand the math either." I weep, I weep.
My date last night with my darling father was lovely. We went to see Good Night, and Good Luck, which was actually quite good (though definitely an "intellectual" flick--you have to be paying attention, the plot isn't drilled into you in technicolor). My dad is a cool person. Actually, both my parents are awesome, and I appreciate my younger siblings a lot more after a few days without them. Life is weird like that.
My mother brought me home a National Geographic with a kind of interesting article on love. I'm going to go read it now, because National Geographic is cool, but I'm a little scared it will be anti-climactic and depressing. Yes, yes, yes, chemicals and hormones and youthful foolishness, but I'd rather be starry-eyed than normal, you know?
Anyway. If I had a bitchy post for every time I PMSed (yay, more chemicals and hormones!) I would have a lot of bitchy posts, so I'll try not to freak out and spam your friendspages every time I moodswing. Gomene.
p.s. I get my Ian tomorrow! Again! Yay!
We had to do statistical analysis in my Environmental Science lab today! Weep for me. It hurt my heart a lot, especially the part where my teacher was like, "Just follow directions, I don't understand the math either." I weep, I weep.
My date last night with my darling father was lovely. We went to see Good Night, and Good Luck, which was actually quite good (though definitely an "intellectual" flick--you have to be paying attention, the plot isn't drilled into you in technicolor). My dad is a cool person. Actually, both my parents are awesome, and I appreciate my younger siblings a lot more after a few days without them. Life is weird like that.
My mother brought me home a National Geographic with a kind of interesting article on love. I'm going to go read it now, because National Geographic is cool, but I'm a little scared it will be anti-climactic and depressing. Yes, yes, yes, chemicals and hormones and youthful foolishness, but I'd rather be starry-eyed than normal, you know?
Anyway. If I had a bitchy post for every time I PMSed (yay, more chemicals and hormones!) I would have a lot of bitchy posts, so I'll try not to freak out and spam your friendspages every time I moodswing. Gomene.
p.s. I get my Ian tomorrow! Again! Yay!