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Oct. 7th, 2003 10:01 amMy stomach contracts, my lungs drain of air; the puke factor comes up.
A mug of caffeinated beverage early in the morning and without the gentling of food definitely makes me feel as if I'm in the midst of a hundred buzzing bees. My intestines are knotting up and I feel literally sick and nauseous. Who ever knew my beloved coffee would betray me so? *weeps*
I love, love, love, love anime. I cannot stop. I must have more. The Big O really has gotten under my skin, along with scores of others, including Wolf's Rain and Witch Hunter Robin. I'm waiting for Last Exile... *holds mouth* Urgh. Going to hurl.
Only the second week of school, and already I'm tired of school and more than ready for vacation to return to my loving and tender hands. Why must our lives be composed of starting always at the lowest rung, moving up, and then repeating the process for the first twenty to thirty years of our lives? Kindegarten to Jr. High, to high school to college and then to graduate school and to the workplace... well, unless you have a wonderful, indiscriminate daddy like Bush Sr who gives everything one may want on a silver platter to his darling little boy, Bush Jr.
Oh, I'm so cranky right now. Well, I'm consoled, because we're reading "Mansfield Park" next week for my 1800-English Lit class. I've read most of Austen's works, except that one, and I'm looking rather forward to it. Due to the influx of papers that will undoubtedly kill me (if none of you hear from me again, it's because I've died by drowning in a massive mountain of books and paper), I plan to write a couple of them earlier so that perhaps I can survive the end of the quarter.
For some reason, my sarcastic wit, once so highly-heralded *laughter amounds* has diminished.
I know. I've gone crazy.
Off to class.
A mug of caffeinated beverage early in the morning and without the gentling of food definitely makes me feel as if I'm in the midst of a hundred buzzing bees. My intestines are knotting up and I feel literally sick and nauseous. Who ever knew my beloved coffee would betray me so? *weeps*
I love, love, love, love anime. I cannot stop. I must have more. The Big O really has gotten under my skin, along with scores of others, including Wolf's Rain and Witch Hunter Robin. I'm waiting for Last Exile... *holds mouth* Urgh. Going to hurl.
Only the second week of school, and already I'm tired of school and more than ready for vacation to return to my loving and tender hands. Why must our lives be composed of starting always at the lowest rung, moving up, and then repeating the process for the first twenty to thirty years of our lives? Kindegarten to Jr. High, to high school to college and then to graduate school and to the workplace... well, unless you have a wonderful, indiscriminate daddy like Bush Sr who gives everything one may want on a silver platter to his darling little boy, Bush Jr.
Oh, I'm so cranky right now. Well, I'm consoled, because we're reading "Mansfield Park" next week for my 1800-English Lit class. I've read most of Austen's works, except that one, and I'm looking rather forward to it. Due to the influx of papers that will undoubtedly kill me (if none of you hear from me again, it's because I've died by drowning in a massive mountain of books and paper), I plan to write a couple of them earlier so that perhaps I can survive the end of the quarter.
For some reason, my sarcastic wit, once so highly-heralded *laughter amounds* has diminished.
I know. I've gone crazy.
Off to class.