Full speed Nemo, but don't forget your bed
I want to be like that kid that flies on his bed into dreamworld or something. At least he had a good time being an insomniac. Although, it was never clear to me whether he was sleeping or awake in the first place.
At any rate, this next week will be something of a feat if I manage to keep my cool. I have two midterms at the end of the week; one of which is organic chemistry on carbonyl compounds. Exciting, no? Psychology shouldn't be bad at all, but one never knows what slippery hand fate can deal.
Man, my language is ridiculous tonite. But, I guess it has some basis. They say, now I don't know who, that our minds concoct much clearer phrases and expressions than the actual messages we convey. That is to say that our mouths tend to mess up the message that is crystal clear in our minds. Our mouths do not really muck up our phrases since it is actually the brain that controls the mouth, which is ironic since clear messages come from one part of the brain yet get mangled by another part. Anyways, not the point. Really, the point is that a journal is meant to help convey a message to oneself and maybe shed light to everyone about what I am doing at any given moment. The journal is nothing more than a fleeting idea.
Now then, as elusive as sleep is, I think I'll just grab another ultra ball and try to catch this bad-boy again.
At any rate, this next week will be something of a feat if I manage to keep my cool. I have two midterms at the end of the week; one of which is organic chemistry on carbonyl compounds. Exciting, no? Psychology shouldn't be bad at all, but one never knows what slippery hand fate can deal.
Man, my language is ridiculous tonite. But, I guess it has some basis. They say, now I don't know who, that our minds concoct much clearer phrases and expressions than the actual messages we convey. That is to say that our mouths tend to mess up the message that is crystal clear in our minds. Our mouths do not really muck up our phrases since it is actually the brain that controls the mouth, which is ironic since clear messages come from one part of the brain yet get mangled by another part. Anyways, not the point. Really, the point is that a journal is meant to help convey a message to oneself and maybe shed light to everyone about what I am doing at any given moment. The journal is nothing more than a fleeting idea.
Now then, as elusive as sleep is, I think I'll just grab another ultra ball and try to catch this bad-boy again.