So mono just does NOT go away. I still feel terrible. I think I get about half to one hour of good time each day. Studying is so hard for my feeble Epstein Barr infested brain :(
It looks like I may have finally made it out of the red tape mess, and I got the add code for the last class I was crashing. Now all I have to do is try to salvage my grades. I was really hoping that this quarter wouldn't be so affected by last quarter's illness. But the ugly realization that it is also THIS quarter's illness hit me shortly afterward.
I had to partake in some retail therapy the other week, and I ordered some of my new closest friends... little tiny mono!
Awwww! Don't you just love them? I know I do... nono, shhh that isn't sarcasm my little viral friends <3 I also invested in an umbrella that looks like those freaking sweet ones that they have in Bladerunner. I think this is an unconscious expression of my desire to be in the rain again. In a bizarre twist of fate, it actually started raining the day after my umbrella arrived. If only it had lasted longer.
Oh my god, umbrella opened indoors! No wonder... Though I have actually broken enough mirrors in my life to be cursed until the age of 21, I figure I can't do any more harm at this point.
A collection of musings from the life of a wayward victorian girl, consumed by curiosity and the desire to speak out of turn...
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Uh oh
Hmmm... No one reads this do they? No matter, I might start posting again. I'm bored and lonely enough to end up here. Generally I only post here when I'm out of things to do, and then I remember that it is pretty therapeutic.
What's new?
-College: UCSB
-Haircut: Sweet bangs in the style of the late Betty Page
-Boyfriend: <3 Leslie
-Fish: Charles
... Not much else. I haven't changed terribly much since my last post. I suppose entering college forces one to do a fair bit of growing up. Aside from living away from my family, not having immediate access to a car, being on a budget of sorts, and having to make tea without a kettle, the mechanical and mundane activities of my life are the same. I attend class, I needlessly stress myself out to the point of illness, I procrastinate, I drink too much caffeine, I neglect my bed, and I miss Leslie.
The first quarter was nothing short of horrific. I was hoping more than anything to get to college and immediately start this grand new life that was entirely in my control. Of course, I was swiftly reminded that tiny microbes have more power over my body than I care to believe.
I am currently avoiding studying for a final tomorrow. I had to take Incomplete grades in my classes last quarter because of mono, and now I'm taking the finals at the beginning of this current quarter -_- terribad.
In regards to my previous post that was almost a year ago:
Yes, I am retarded. He did like me.
What's new?
-College: UCSB
-Haircut: Sweet bangs in the style of the late Betty Page
-Boyfriend: <3 Leslie
-Fish: Charles
... Not much else. I haven't changed terribly much since my last post. I suppose entering college forces one to do a fair bit of growing up. Aside from living away from my family, not having immediate access to a car, being on a budget of sorts, and having to make tea without a kettle, the mechanical and mundane activities of my life are the same. I attend class, I needlessly stress myself out to the point of illness, I procrastinate, I drink too much caffeine, I neglect my bed, and I miss Leslie.
The first quarter was nothing short of horrific. I was hoping more than anything to get to college and immediately start this grand new life that was entirely in my control. Of course, I was swiftly reminded that tiny microbes have more power over my body than I care to believe.
I am currently avoiding studying for a final tomorrow. I had to take Incomplete grades in my classes last quarter because of mono, and now I'm taking the finals at the beginning of this current quarter -_- terribad.
In regards to my previous post that was almost a year ago:
Yes, I am retarded. He did like me.
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