oh sigh angst angst angst. I don't really know why I write in here except that it makes me feel the slightest bit better to express myself through words. I guess it helps me de-jumble a little before bed. Honestly I've been sleeping better since I resumed writing in here. I figure that's a good thing. A definate plus. Then again, I've also been sleeping better probably because I have been laying out all day, and the sun saps the energy right out of me. Yet, it is so beautiful I don't know how I'm supposed to resist. And the best part is, I actually got work done, in the form of an entire chapter of chemistry read. That's impressive if I do say so myself. And my spanish is actually done for tomorrow, in case I have to nap. Which would probably be a good idea, as tomorrow night we're going to look at the house to like check dimensions or some such thing like that. Anyway, it'll be a nice distraction from doing all this work I've had.
Unfortunately, tomorrow means going back to doing that stupid stupid stupid analytical chemistry lab. I hate hate hate hate it. I'm halfway through the first half of the known section of group three. The fact that I have to describe my progress like that tells you just how bad it is. And it's bad. And I finally stopped having yellow fingers (aka my skin peeled off- details, details) and now I'm just going to be all sulphur-y again. Piss piss piss.
So this driving around High Street blasting Journey seems to be becoming a regular thing and I have absolutely no problem with that. It's making us so many friends- like the guy in the elevator today. After we seranaded him outside, he wound up getting on the lift same as us, and of course my parting words to him were, "Hold on to that feeling." I bet that makes me SO popular. Among my many other wonderous traits that lead me to work so well with other people.
I also have been doing work on my schedule and I want to kill myself. It's probably a better solution than all this "learning" that seems to be in store. And could someone please explain why Analytical Chemistry entails two four hour labs a week? Because that just seems rediculous.
Anyway the sun has drained me, I'm going to bed, with my killer headache. I'm not sure if it's from a sugar high from Coldstone ice cream, or from the stress of repressing and ignoring things for a week now. My guess is both. In any case, I'm pathetically addicted to painkillers (OTC, though, I'm not cool enough to be like House) and about to pass out. Cheers.
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