tumblr. i am sick. my nose is runny; i have a headache; my body hurts; i am severely sleep deprived. i haven’t had coffee in days (more like.. 2 days). but instead of sleeping, i’m studying for my test. i body hates me for being a good student.
tumblr, today has been a shit day. and the thing is, normally i’m really good about keeping my head held high and being as optimistic as possible about the slightly unfortunate predicament that i am in…. but today, man… today, shit hit the fan.
i’m all sorts of dysfunctional. i’m walking into things. my eyes are heavy from sleep debt (already) and i’m angry that i didn’t get a cup of coffee. oh, to top it off, it’s 100+ degrees outside and below 60 inside. my body is so confused it doesn’t know what to do.
anyways, rant is over.
going on a scavenger hunt all by myself for some supplies for random diy projects!
UGH. MEN ARE SO DENSE!
i want to go live in a bookstore. i’d have all the friends i need, all the comfort, the knowledge. i want the kind of romance you only find in novels: sweet and innocent. i want the company and loyalty of my friends hidden away, in print, between those sweet, musky pages. i want adventure with a slight tinge of danger. i want freedom.
i want the kind of life that you only find in the imaginations of brilliant authors. i want one of them to write on a blank page, a story about Young, and have me slowly disappear from this reality into their vision.
sometimes… when this life is too hard, i long to become a character with a happy ending.
how sad is the truth that so many friendships can be lost… how fragile, how fleeting.
i really didn’t expect such distance. frankly, it just feels misplaced. i don’t feel too upset. just slightly uncomfortable.
the saddest part of it all, is that it is so mendable. yet, i feel, i’m the only one trying to mend it.
how weak are the hearts of some. they cannot stand to hear the truth. how closed-minded and ignorant.
i suppose in the long run, this could all be for the best.
ever get those nights when you don’t want to be alone? tonight is one of them.
there comes a point in your life when no one can provide satisfaction except yourself and God. i’ve come to that point. i need to set my soul free. i need to explore. i need to love and be loved. i hate how my growth is stunted by the unfortunate events around me. oh, life, how cruel you are to me. still, i’m grateful for my abled body and an inquisitive mind.
i know one day, all of this will be worth while. learning to view life from a mountain top. it’s easier to let go of the simple incongruities when you understand the grand scheme of things.
one step at a time… taking one step at a time.
i’m so sick of papers, and studying, and finals… i hate physics, i hate bio, i hate chem, i hate the natural sciences program at UT, i hate rain, i hate dorm food, i hate bad coffee, i hate being poor… i hate everything and anything related to health and grammar. currently, i hate words… so much hate. i just want the next four days to fly by so i can finally go home —— and study for my mcat ): WAH. being pre-med sucks sometimes!
why is it that there’s a youtube video of the fridayfoamswordfight at UT … where the guy gets hit buy a bus…. and all that people write are hateful comments under the video. do you guys not feel bad for him, the bus driver, his friends, his family? is life and death really just a joke to you guys? so disgusted by society.
currently hating every non pre-med student who have free time to actually have a life outside of their study sanctuary. running on less than 3 hours of sleep. God have mercy on my body.
