hurricanes suck

I have decided that hurricanes are like tornadoes except with water added to them. I hate tornadoes so I am positive I would hate hurricanes. I don't know which would be worse: a hurricane or a tsunami. I don't ever want to drown. I would prefer to die of natural causes but the worse would be drowning.

I am feeling better however, my head feels to small for my brain. That is really the only problem I have left. Maybe I am getting smarter. I don't want to be smarter if it means constant pain and pressure in my head. I would only take that if I was a whole lot smarter. If I get all A's next semester I will know it is worth it.

If I could have one wish it would be for enough money I would never have to work again.

...and that is all for now.

feeling of the day: slightly annoyed

lost was good tonight, not one of the best, but not as lame as some of the episodes have been
next week looks awesome

hopefully this will be my last drug induced night of sleep, i am planning on going pill free tomorrow if i can make it
i am feeling mostly better, i just decided the nyquil would be a good safety precaution in case i start feeling shitty in the middle of the night

my family is coming down to the city and taking me out to lunch tommorow, yum, yum. i am going to order lots of food so i have dinner to

i wish i had thought of post secret first. if you havent seen it yet here is a link:
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
enjoy!

my spring break this year consists of taking off three hours early next friday - yippee, and on top of all that i am taking off to go to springfield, not my ideal destination because it always ends up being an expensive somewhat unsatisfying trip. it isnt so much unsatisfying as the cost to satisfaction ratio is not very high. if that makes any sense.

lastly, a new discovery of the day: U2 has a song called "Tryin' to throw your arms around the world" a line in it is - she needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle
i like that quote. i googled it today as entertainment on my lunch break. that is how i found the song. i found out more but it probably wouldnt be that interesting to anyone else. one last fact i will share is that it stems from an old quote from some guy which is as follows: "man needs religion like a fish needs a bicycle" i like the women need a man line better

my cat is trying to eat my chair. little bitch

ok drug induced coma time

good night

I am sick ... Feel sorry for me Damn It!

I have been sick since sunday. I blame chi. He gave it to me. The only way to work is to pop pills like crazy so when I am not feeling incredibly blah, I am feeling incredibly loopy. This makes for hours of nervous energy followed by dozing off whenever the pills wear off. All in all these are some very interesting work habits. I just try not to get caught sleeping. In fact I was so drowsy this morning I went into the bathroom stall and laid my head against the wall. I was probably in there for a good ten minutes. Someone came in though, so that woke me up and I decided it was best to leave. Yesterday was worse, I took a bunch of pills on an empty stomach because I couldn't handle the pain and I ended up spending the first half of my morning in the bathroom. This time not to sleep but because I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn't but I still felt gross. So now it is almost 8 o'clock. I have been laying in bed for about an hour. I could have taken some nyquil and fallen asleep an hour ago, but the nyquil only lasts six hours and I don't feel like waking up at 1 and feeling miserable. That sucks because you can only take another one if you are going to be able to sleep another six hours. It would be nice if at 1 in the morning I had another full six hours of sleep ahead of me but I don't. Too bad really. This is the first time I have ever been sick and had to take care of myself. I am used to having my mom, or my roomate, or my boyfriend around for compassion and help. But these past two days I have had to force myself to get up from my after work nap and eat, not because I was hungry, but because I knew I would feel sick from medicine if I didn't. So this sucks because the one thing I enjoy about being sick is being pampered and taken care of. So the least I can ask of the rest of the healthy world is to feel sorry for me. Yes, it will help.

I may have sold my soul.

So next semester against warnings from John, I am going to be an RA. I got my acceptance letter today. So free room and board, yay! Besides the obvious perks I am looking forward to it. I think it will be a good experience. Hopefully it will help me be a little more independent when I get back. Chi is getting used to all this alone time, only having to see me on weekends. When I get back he will get sick of me fast. So, maybe this will occupy some of my free time. Unless, I hate it. If that happens next year will suck.

My cat is pretty. Now I know I have to get rid of her come August. I was anticipating it when I got her, but it still makes me sad.

On another note it is supposed to storm tonight and I hate storms. I am alone in a third story apartment with no basement. That really freaks me out.