Psych Student Syndrome
As Evanescence plays in the background I feel dark and icky. Yes. I'm sick again. Gee shocking. BLAH. Well I am. I think if I went back through this damned Journal and searched for the word sick it would be all too recurring. Why do I get sick so often? Kinda scares me but I'm fine. It's just I dunno, maybe I do run myself too ragged. Maybe one day to sleep a week isn't healthy.
I know I can stop the pain if I can will it all away...
Don't turn away, don't try to hide,
Don't close your eyes
Don't turn out the lights,
Never sleep never die.
Yeah so I have a midterm tomorrow in Abnormal Psychology. Granted I took the class like four years ago and got the only A in the class, but that's just not good enough at UCLA. You have to spend your money on THEIR curriculum even though the syllabi are the same. GRRRR.
Well the weekend was quite productive. I saw Brieanna on Friday morning and I introduced her to dorm food which she appeared to enjoy thoroughly. Saturday involved work. That was fun. Met the new ASM and she is great. Apparently she talks too much but cusses up a STORM. Yay for ammo. Keeping it on the back burner.
After the usual post barry boy brunch I came back to prep for our 7N trip to the Getty. That was truly amazing. Christina got to go for her first time and I was so happy she had fun and saw the beauty there, unfortunately it was fucking freezing and we took...oh yes....PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION ::shudder:: So I think I picked up my cold somewhere between waiting for the bus and being high in the mountain winds wearing sandals.
Saturday night I expanded my horizons and went to a party courtesy of my new WeHo friends. Yes I have new ones. Isn't that EXCITING? I love my close friends from the usual scene and they will be with me because they are good friends, but excuse the irony I needed new fake friends. I walked into an apartment filled with beautiful art and furniture, very modern with all the hot guys I could ever imagine and they were tasefully dressed. They weren't hanging on old men in an effort to have a care free life, there was barely any cattiness (except that in good humor) and everyone was really welcoming to me. That sentiment could have been from the 18 shots of tequila I ended up having over the course of the night via sunrise after sunrise.
Then i came to realize a lot of these boys were from Barry's. Yummy :) Then is occured to me that I was definitely the youngest guy there. The apparent next youngest guy was Justin who I had also met at Barry's. Justin is great, such an awesome personality, a full package. So what do I do with a full package....no pervs....I go to White Party with them. yep. I'm going to that evil place again this year but this time I'm going in style at the Wyndam :)
Anyway. So getting sick has not been pleasant but I had a VERY productive weekend with the exception of any actual WORK. I ave interviews scheduled so 10 Percent is being taken care of but advertisers are being quite two faced and the like.
At least I'm an expert on OCD. Today I walked back to my car three times, first to check the lock, then to check for my cell phone and then a third time to check if I was parked right. I hate being in Abnormal Psych, this happened last time. I always think I'm developing all the illnesses. Maybe it was just this haze of illness.
Hello Mr. Tylenol PM
I know I can stop the pain if I can will it all away...
Don't turn away, don't try to hide,
Don't close your eyes
Don't turn out the lights,
Never sleep never die.
Yeah so I have a midterm tomorrow in Abnormal Psychology. Granted I took the class like four years ago and got the only A in the class, but that's just not good enough at UCLA. You have to spend your money on THEIR curriculum even though the syllabi are the same. GRRRR.
Well the weekend was quite productive. I saw Brieanna on Friday morning and I introduced her to dorm food which she appeared to enjoy thoroughly. Saturday involved work. That was fun. Met the new ASM and she is great. Apparently she talks too much but cusses up a STORM. Yay for ammo. Keeping it on the back burner.
After the usual post barry boy brunch I came back to prep for our 7N trip to the Getty. That was truly amazing. Christina got to go for her first time and I was so happy she had fun and saw the beauty there, unfortunately it was fucking freezing and we took...oh yes....PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION ::shudder:: So I think I picked up my cold somewhere between waiting for the bus and being high in the mountain winds wearing sandals.
Saturday night I expanded my horizons and went to a party courtesy of my new WeHo friends. Yes I have new ones. Isn't that EXCITING? I love my close friends from the usual scene and they will be with me because they are good friends, but excuse the irony I needed new fake friends. I walked into an apartment filled with beautiful art and furniture, very modern with all the hot guys I could ever imagine and they were tasefully dressed. They weren't hanging on old men in an effort to have a care free life, there was barely any cattiness (except that in good humor) and everyone was really welcoming to me. That sentiment could have been from the 18 shots of tequila I ended up having over the course of the night via sunrise after sunrise.
Then i came to realize a lot of these boys were from Barry's. Yummy :) Then is occured to me that I was definitely the youngest guy there. The apparent next youngest guy was Justin who I had also met at Barry's. Justin is great, such an awesome personality, a full package. So what do I do with a full package....no pervs....I go to White Party with them. yep. I'm going to that evil place again this year but this time I'm going in style at the Wyndam :)
Anyway. So getting sick has not been pleasant but I had a VERY productive weekend with the exception of any actual WORK. I ave interviews scheduled so 10 Percent is being taken care of but advertisers are being quite two faced and the like.
At least I'm an expert on OCD. Today I walked back to my car three times, first to check the lock, then to check for my cell phone and then a third time to check if I was parked right. I hate being in Abnormal Psych, this happened last time. I always think I'm developing all the illnesses. Maybe it was just this haze of illness.
Hello Mr. Tylenol PM