toothache
I grossly overestimated the amount of time I had to study for finals. As a result, I've been freaking out and having manic periods of studying (w/ equally slothful periods of complete inactivity). To top it off, my snowboard is MIA and my tooth hurts like hell. I suppose it's not exactly the time issue that's keeping me from finishing my work, but the fact that I'm consistently hitting my head and going: "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"I watched this Russell Peters standup last night (use google video to watch), and today I couldn't stop thinking about something he noted. He said that comedians differ from average people in that they don't filter what they think about, no matter how fucked up it is. So today, just by observing people, I thought of some pretty fucked up stuff. No, really. So fucked up that I can't even blog about it, sorry. It's pretty fun for a while, but after a certain amount of time, I started feeling morally...bad? I can't even think of the word; my mind is completely filled with words like hypothalamus, polymerase, and angina.
In fact, I'm feeling morally bad about blogging, but I've already Swiffered my room, which is what I usually do to procrastinate and clear my mind. It's my mom's birthday on Saturday, and I'm looking forward to teasing her about her age and eating the cheesecake from Gaston Ave. I'm also looking forward to registering on SCORE and getting my schedule finalized once and for all. Speaking of finalizing things, I need to let my parents know I've decided to do an eating club because I'm finally admitting to myself that I'll be too lazy to cook every day. And I'm also getting extra stressed because this year I've learned exactly what stress does to the human body, so I'm stressed about preventing stress. The word "stress" is also kinda hard to say too.
posted by Tiffany @ 6:13 PM
1 Comments:
Terrace, most likely.
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