How was your day?

I literally can't put into words how much I hate aspects of my life right now. I don't want to be working in labs. I don't want to be taking Analytical Chemistry. I love Infectious Diseases and Bioterrorism because it is a lecture course about concepts. Not something I need a graphing calculator for. I'm done with insane amounts of math and quantitative statistics, and with sentiment I'm also putting to rest any fleeting notions of maybe getting an MBA one day. Not that I couldn't if I tried, but I don't want to put in the effort with something so vile.

Oye. Long story short is I need to A-Chem office hours like 24/7 starting next week. This is ridiculous.

I just saw a space shuttle!

Watched the original Swedish version of "Let the right one in" with my Swedish friend in his bedroom. It was hilarious because he kept reading the English subtitles and telling me what the phrase was meant to be before they butchered it. it was very, very funny.

We also shared some tortilla chips, and he taught me some Swedish words and told me about his home country. Overall I had a REALLY great night, and I was smiling pretty much all the way back to my flat.

I'd take this over drinking any day.

Also, i had a hot dog that was as long as my arm today. It was delicious.

Today was an unbelievably long day, but at least I learned that I'm awesome.

Had a super awesome fantastic amazing day with Phaedra, and then find out I might be kicked out of my apartment this weekend.

-_-

The following is a eulogy remembering Kurtle for being a generally great guy and a conscientious poster. Unnoticed by his forum board colleagues, Kurtle had been generally slipping away into the tumbler sphere often spending many leisurely forays into .gif space saving and archiving as many moveable images with stationary text that would fit into his folder as fast as possible. It was on one such occasion that Kurtle got bit by a tumbler zombie. Knowing basic medicine, Kurtle tried to administer basic first-aid to stop the infection from spreading by cutting off blood flow from the infected region to other areas of the body. Unfortunately Kurtle's immune system had been compromised by .gif radiation as a result of his many late night forays. His consciousness slipping away into cyber space, the infection turned Kurtle into a tumbler zombie. His new mission? To infect fellow forum board posters into frequented and dilapidated subsections of Southperry in order to proliferate and spread the cancer until it consumes interspace. If you ever see Kurtle post a .gif remember that he was once a great man and a good friend.



If someone could transpose Kurtle's face that he uses for his icon between the header and the two-line memorandum it would be appreciated. Kurtle would have preferred it that way.

Discovered I'm eligible for an upgrade to the iPhone 5 without paying anything for the handset, dunno if it's worth it though, seeing as my current phone still works and everything.. and the iPhone 5 is, well, the same as the iPhone 4 but a bit longer. It's free though so I can't complain.

Getting used to college life and living in a dorm.
Thankfully, I live on North Campus, which is about a 20 minute walk from main campus, and for the older kids.
My roommate and I get along well-sometimes she talks a lot, but considering I have no other complaints, I'll happily take that.

I'll probably go around looking for a job sometime this weekend. I miss having extra spending money.

Wow thanks so much Swerve. I just find it easier to simplify my life in images than explain all the damn science that ruins my fun.

Anywho, doing some coursepack work for Orgo, analyzing resonance, some physics work, and then some neuroscience studying before going out to drink and bake cookies!

Had a more than usually fantastic photography class, and confirmed my hot teacher wants indeed to see me shirtless.

I'm a cold heartless person now because one person fucked me up. Andy sent me a really depressing message about how he misses me and pretty much can't function without me and I don't even know how I feel. Ugh, I can't do anything right.

Someone just stake me through the heart right now. Please.

LOTS OF EMOTIONAL DISTRESS ON THIS PAGE.

Kids, rum fixes that. And dancing to Gaga at the club.

LOTS OF EMOTIONAL DISTRESS ON THIS PAGE.

Kids, rum fixes that. And dancing to Gaga at the club.

Oh goody, cause that's exactly what i'm doing tonight.

LOTS OF EMOTIONAL DISTRESS ON THIS PAGE.

Kids, rum fixes that. And dancing to Gaga at the club.

I will be doing that tonight, well alcohol and doctor who mostly.

I went into a new doctor today. Blood pressure was 120/66. Maybe soon I can get off the HBP meds. I'm excited! I asked the doctor when that might happen, and she said, "When you start to feel low a lot, that's when it will happen. As long as you suffer no discomfort, there's no reason to take you off." Can't wait for that day.

Anyway, went to The Container Store. Holy cow there's a whole bunch of stuff in there I didn't even know I needed.

so my friend tweeted "almost died going up the stairs" so i asked why did you slip then she replied no i was too tired. gpoy man, gpoy.

Haven't slept in roughly 30+ hours, due to cramming projects and marching in a 5 mile parade for band...and now I'm questioning why I'm on SP when I can be sleeping.

Went to a club with 2 friends. Ended up walking home alone when they both went off with another person.

REALLY not in a good mood today. It's funny, because I went out to the club (and lied to my friends telling them I was too sick to go out with them) because I wanted to forget about things.

Now I feel like an awful person, a liar, and ugly to boot. I just can't do anything right.