Days of My Life

For the first time in a long time, I actually had a breakdown. Like, not because I was over-thinking or over-analyzing anything or anything. But just because people made me so mad in so many different ways all at once, and it was just so overwhelming. Surely, some of this came from something I've been trying to suppress or replace, but it just erupted. And I didn't know what else to do but cry. And now I feel much better, although my eyes are extremely dry and my head is starting to hurt. But Hershey's chocolate and worship songs are helping me calm down. I'm going to get Late Night in about an hour because one of my suitemates gave me a coupon for a free combo meal from there. So I'll be having two dinners, yay! That's acceptable only because I finally did go to the gym today, albeit for only an hour, as opposed to the usual, ideal hour and half. I don't know, I think I just ran out of things to do. Should have stayed on the treadmill for longer. The treadm

I just found out to how type Chinese on the computers here, and I am immensely intrigued! You would think that at the College Library, people would be using the computers to study or do homework, but the guy to my right is checking NBA stats and watching basketball clips and the girl to my left is watching a show fullscreen. And now I am just blogging! The entire day yesterday, I waited to blog because Blogger was under maintenance for considerably longer than expected. I had so much to say! And since it is now 12:35 p.m., I have about 20 minutes to share before I head off to English discussion, which is about two minutes away. ...if that. I'll start with what I have been wanting to share for a while now but have not yet (obviously). Recently, in English, I learned that there is no such thing as happiness. The same week, I learned in anthropology that there's no such thing as standard English. The following week, I learned ALSO in anthropology that double negatives are, in fa

I know I promised a post about Relay for Life, and although it was only five or six days ago, I hardly remember anything about it, other than that nobody on my team stayed the full 24 hours. Altogether, we probably just did 11 hours, but it's okay. It turned out considerably better than any of us had bitterly expected; in fact, it was even quite fun albeit the sunburn. Everybody got the t-shirt, too. And you know me. I love "free" event t-shirts. My stacks of such shirts just keep growing, and I do not mind it one bit. While putting on my retainers a few moments ago, I realized how many times I have recounted my whole third-grade best-friend experience and its impact on me. But then I remembered a friend I had met in seventh grade (and she was in eighth grade). We didn't start talking until around May, when we were put in the same group in orchestra. I didn't even know her name until then, actually. Now that I reflect on it, I'm so glad we were in the same gro