I think I've become allergic to Fridays because of this woman's class. It seems like every damn Friday, I have a killer headache. Ugh...

LAST FUCKING PSYCH CLASS. SO MUCH JOY.

I should make flash cards for my Art History final, though. Whoops.

Approaching Normal is beautiful. It blends well with the rest of their stuff, unlike some other artists who's new albums stand out from their others. The End is possibly the most intense song of theirs ever. It's just really infused with emotion, he doesn't so much sing it as spit it. It's so full of that panic, paranoid, hurt "why do you love him ( Read more... )

Today was a pretty good day. Psychology test went...alright. Should have studied more, but oh well. The rest of class went alright ( Read more... )

So, I have no idea what was up with my sudden, out of the blue illness, but it went away after some ibuprofen and a few short (5 minute) naps. After puking up all that bitter, burning bile, I stumbled downstairs and made a nest on the couch. I watched last nights episode of Lost, since I missed the first half hour last night. Continuous love for ( Read more... )

For the most part, yesterday went according to plan. I put my laundry away, I had my shower, and I was in bed before 3. Other than that, I finished Kitty Goes To Washington, and so I now need to find something else to read. I have a few books laying around that I've had for years, but never quite got around to reading. It's just a matter of do I ( Read more... )

Hair ended up not getting done. Dad came home and it was starting to get dark. I was thinking of doing it myself for once, but I don't want the fumes from that shit in my room with Cinder, and the bathroom is way too white for me to risk it. Perhaps this weekend, then ( Read more... )

I was up until four reading.

I woke up at 2 and ate mac n cheese.

I went to class.

I came home.

The moon was amazing. <3 ( Read more... )

So none of my methods for getting to sleep early worked last night. I was still up until around 3. The tea did NOTHING for me. :/ I started having five separate conversations with Rhys, just to keep things interesting. "FUCK. Rhys, it's 2 AM and I'm stupid hyper." I was...quite ridiculous. We talked about how bi-polar we both are, and I yelled at ( Read more... )

So I got to bed at five this morning. My dad tried to wake me up at nine. Needless to say, it didn't happen. I passed right back out, even with my light on, until almost 2. Tonight, I'm locking myself in my room at midnight with a huge mug of bed time tea. I really need to get back to a (somewhat) normal sleep schedule. Plus, I have an English ( Read more... )

Last night ended up being a shitty night. I was finally able to cry, but it wasn't the crying I wanted. I wanted to bawl my eyes out, but only managed some weak sobs. I had tears, though. I ended up staying up until 2 ish, talking to Rhys. He didn't help at all. He just made me more frustrated, which is what got me crying in the first place ( Read more... )