Saturday, October 16, 2010
So, I'm an Idiot
I always do this thing where I start really liking a guy, then I tell him and run like hell for fear that this information will kill whatever friendship we have. I've done it again. And hiding like the scaredy-cat I am. It's got my stomach quivering and my heart racing. I feel sick. I'm terrified. I don't know why I do this. I'm panicking like crazy. I feel nauseous. Even the sea breeze isn't calming me down. That's unusual. For some reason it feels worse this time.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Dear Macroeconomic Equations,
You bore me. You're long-winded. You're mind-numbing. Please go away.
Love,
Chelsea
Love,
Chelsea
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Macroeconomics Homework
Riddle me this:
Why do textbooks insist on making things sound far more difficult than they really are?
Why do textbooks insist on making things sound far more difficult than they really are?
So Not Normal
There is something wrong with me lately. I'm sleeping all the time. I've dropped the ball on two Macroeconomics homework assignments because of it. I really need to talk to my professor about them. I certainly hope it does some good. I can't afford a bad grade in this class.
Sleeping for fourteen hours straight and still not wanting to get out of bed is not normal. No one needs that much sleep, but I feel like I do. I'm so sluggish. Weird.
I also have a heart monitor right now. It rings and sounds like a cell phone, and has done it in all of my classes today. My heart skips a beat every time it happens. I just think, Oh no! The professor is going to chew me out! And then I have a mild panic.
Sleeping for fourteen hours straight and still not wanting to get out of bed is not normal. No one needs that much sleep, but I feel like I do. I'm so sluggish. Weird.
I also have a heart monitor right now. It rings and sounds like a cell phone, and has done it in all of my classes today. My heart skips a beat every time it happens. I just think, Oh no! The professor is going to chew me out! And then I have a mild panic.
Catching Up
This started as a journal, so I'm going to insert my previous entries here, just so we're vaguely in the same universe.
Date: September 21, 2010, 2:48 PM
Mac. Prof needs to write a bit bigger. I have a really hard time reading it, so my notes suck. >.<
September 21, 2010, 2:58 PM
I have such a hard time paying attention/not sleeping in this class. It kills me.. My throat is really tight and my stomach is killing me thanks to the Cephalexin I’m having to take for my sinus infection.
September 21, 2010, 3:06 PM
Fever. Hands freezing. Headache. Sometimes I think the fates hate me. It is now 3:08 and I have about 38 minutes left in here today.
September 21, 2010, 3:10 PM
Screw taking notes. I can’t read a single thing he writes. So, I’m recording the lecture and whining in this journal. I want to go to the apartment and go to sleep. Need to go to Wal-mart and get Benadryl first. Am allergic to the antibiotic, but need it. Damn catch-22.
September 21, 2010, 3:16 PM
Definitely need to read the textbook here. I feel like vomiting. Sometimes I can really identify with Alice Pleasance. Yes. That Alice. The one that had her adventures in Wonderland. I seem to be in my own Wonderland more and more as of late.
September 21, 2010, 3:27 PM
Holy cow. I feel like time moves more slowly while I’m in this class, just to spite me. It’s awful. I want to listen to “Imaginary” by Evanescence, now.
Lyrics:
“(Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, paper flowers) [X2]
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops, as they’re falling, tell a story
[Chorus:]
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)
Don’t say I’m out of touch
With this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
[Chorus]
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light
[Chorus]
(Paper flowers)”
September 21, 2010, 3:34 PM
SHIT! We have an exam in this class on Thursday. So, I guess I’m going to be studying today and tomorrow. FML. Seriously. FML.
September 22, 2010, 5:27 PM
We (my best friend and I) may have mercury poisoning. Tori was making doughnuts and the thermometer exploded in the oil. So, our eyes are burning and there may be worse effects if the stuff inside the thermometer actually got into the doughnuts and we ate them. This shit sucks…epically. Life is always kicking the shit out of me. This is so unfair. I know, there are a lot of people out there worse off than me. Okay. We’re pretty sure it’s an alcohol thermometer, but our eyes still sting like all hell. Not pleasant.
Date: September 21, 2010, 2:48 PM
Mac. Prof needs to write a bit bigger. I have a really hard time reading it, so my notes suck. >.<
September 21, 2010, 2:58 PM
I have such a hard time paying attention/not sleeping in this class. It kills me.. My throat is really tight and my stomach is killing me thanks to the Cephalexin I’m having to take for my sinus infection.
September 21, 2010, 3:06 PM
Fever. Hands freezing. Headache. Sometimes I think the fates hate me. It is now 3:08 and I have about 38 minutes left in here today.
September 21, 2010, 3:10 PM
Screw taking notes. I can’t read a single thing he writes. So, I’m recording the lecture and whining in this journal. I want to go to the apartment and go to sleep. Need to go to Wal-mart and get Benadryl first. Am allergic to the antibiotic, but need it. Damn catch-22.
September 21, 2010, 3:16 PM
Definitely need to read the textbook here. I feel like vomiting. Sometimes I can really identify with Alice Pleasance. Yes. That Alice. The one that had her adventures in Wonderland. I seem to be in my own Wonderland more and more as of late.
September 21, 2010, 3:27 PM
Holy cow. I feel like time moves more slowly while I’m in this class, just to spite me. It’s awful. I want to listen to “Imaginary” by Evanescence, now.
Lyrics:
“(Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, paper flowers) [X2]
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops, as they’re falling, tell a story
[Chorus:]
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)
Don’t say I’m out of touch
With this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
[Chorus]
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light
[Chorus]
(Paper flowers)”
September 21, 2010, 3:34 PM
SHIT! We have an exam in this class on Thursday. So, I guess I’m going to be studying today and tomorrow. FML. Seriously. FML.
September 22, 2010, 5:27 PM
We (my best friend and I) may have mercury poisoning. Tori was making doughnuts and the thermometer exploded in the oil. So, our eyes are burning and there may be worse effects if the stuff inside the thermometer actually got into the doughnuts and we ate them. This shit sucks…epically. Life is always kicking the shit out of me. This is so unfair. I know, there are a lot of people out there worse off than me. Okay. We’re pretty sure it’s an alcohol thermometer, but our eyes still sting like all hell. Not pleasant.
Poupose
Okay, so I’m just going to post random thoughts and observations in this blog. Most of them will be thoughts that have occurred to me during my school day…probably in class.
Smart?
Not necessarily.
A way of preserving my mental health?
Absolutely.
These are likely to be completely fragmented and nonsensical to anyone aside from me.
Smart?
Not necessarily.
A way of preserving my mental health?
Absolutely.
These are likely to be completely fragmented and nonsensical to anyone aside from me.
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