Days of My Life

Sometimes, I like to start my day by listening to this positively upbeat song while walking down the Hedrick stairway on the way to work at the law school. Although I did not start my day with this song today because I didn't have work in the morning (and woke up at 11:05, yay!), I had a good day. It was a wonderful day. Today was actually the best day I have had in a long while, and you know what? I think I deserved it. :) I think today's absolute positivism started yesterday after my midterm, which did not go too badly. I now wonder why I was freaking out so much the night before... probably because I hadn't started seriously studying until then, haha. Just like usual... I should change that. But I say that every time! In any case, I just felt so free! My day on campus ended at 5 instead of 6 because there was no discussion after the midterm. And then I just went back to my room because I felt too tired to go to the gym. I had planned to nap (either fall asleep t

I cannot wait for today to be over so I can be done with the poli sci midterm (for which I still need to study) and just sleep.

I just finished a cup of clam chowder with two slices of wheat bread and a carton of apple juice, and boy, am I full. For several hours, I debated between Asian food from Rendezvous and clam chowder from Bruin Cafe, and at last decided on the latter because I realized that my immune system probably does not need something as oily and unhealthy as Rendezvous. Stupid Rendezvous! In any case, I should take some vitamin C soon since I am starting to feel the whole my-body-hates-me-for-staying-up-so-late-to-do-nothing thing. On top of this, I also suspect that my body just does not want me to study! Every time I start studying (on the rare occasion I do), my head aches and my stomach churns--studying just isn't for me! I say that only half-jokingly, by the way... Recently, as I probably have mentioned many times previous, I have been falling asleep in class every day. Except yesterday... I actually stayed awake for the 1.5-hour duration of poetry! Maybe I should just arrive five minu

What is this?! I do not like this new Blogger look at all. I feel like I'm actually typing up a paper for class instead of a blog for pleasure. And trust me: class and pleasure are at opposite ends of my interest spectrum. Usually, anyway. But seriously, what is this?! I do not like this at all.  Like almost every other time that I blog (and do anything else at all, for that matter), I really should be studying instead, considering that I have a midterm on Thursday, and in the last three weeks, I have done absolutely nothing for poli sci. Absolutely. Nothing. That's kind of an oxymoron, isn't it? I think so. Anyway, today officially marks the end of the H&S era. Over three and a half years, and it's all "gone" to "poof." I never imagined it just ending as a poof, but I suppose that's what happened. In some ways, it was more of a "boomsh," but it'll do. I'm not even sad or anything anymore. I think there just comes a c

As much as I would like to think that I am a "verbal artist" or an "engineer of words," there are times like these, when all of the thoughts that run through my mind simply cannot be articulated in text. Everything makes sense--or doesn't--in my head, but once I sit down with the intention of writing it all out, I get scared or something. Admittedly, I supposed the expectation of an audience is a large part of the reason that I get scared of expressing whatever I'm thinking. But isn't that what artists and writers do? They expect an audience and create whatever is in the back of their minds for people to speculate. Sigh, I'm a failure. Just kidding. It isn't time for self-deprecation yet. Speaking of which... I have a midterm of the 26th. I absolutely cannot wait! ...for the end of this quarter. Anyway, lately I've been thinking some things that I probably shouldn't be thinking. And while I often try to push these thoughts away, they som

I got a chicken burrito bowl (for the first time) from Rendezvous earlier. The chicken is unbelievably, overwhelmingly salty, even with all the lime I squeezed onto it. On the other hand, the rice is tasteless and dry. The beans, surprisingly, aren't bad. Why, oh why, does the food quality decrease while our tuition and fees increase? I'm going to start a new post because what I actually wanted to talk about is completely unrelated to what I have said above. Oh, and I got the rest of my books in the mail earlier...