Thank fucking gawd its Friday.
This week has been, in a word, Hell. THREE midterms in one week, three days in a row. Who does that? Really, so I'm mentally drained, my brain has decided to go on a semi-permanent siesta thanks to this.
In actual good news, I've lined up a game against the Korean Olympic curling team, so that will be very pleasant and brutally hard to play against. Should be good fun anyways, and something to brag about when talking about scholarships later in the year hahaha.
Time to sleep. NOw that's funny, and wait till you see how.
Song of the day: Jesse McCartney feat. Ludacris - How do you Sleep
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Weeeee! Curling, Politics and the grand scheme of life
I got my resolutions package today, I won't tell you what's on it but I like what I'm seeing so far, which is a surprise to me.
Curling today, shot my best game ever, wish I could play like that more often.
Bye, its too damn late at night for this shit tonight.
Song of the day: Nickelback - If Today was your last day
Curling today, shot my best game ever, wish I could play like that more often.
Bye, its too damn late at night for this shit tonight.
Song of the day: Nickelback - If Today was your last day
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Starlight, Starbright...OOOH MOMMY I FAILED!
Randomness and intolerable setbacks were the order of the day.
I failed yet another midterm, this time in Classical Studies. I guess failing is a little harsh, as its still barely at fifty percent, but for course material that I've experienced three times now, this is a disappointing result. Even if it were the first time I had seen the information, this is still a disappointing setback and a cruel reminder that I need to stop lazing around and actually do the work.
Why am I doing this to myself again? Its not like I don't have the time or the motivation, I just keep getting suckered into other things; I think in psychology they talked about this as the limited resource model of motivation. That everytime I have to fight off a distraction, I leave less mental energy to beat back the next one. Ooooh, yay! I can use that tomorrow for my psych test, which now sits in the realm of MUST SUCCEED for me, considering my woeful studies in my first year courses. I wonder if I'll ever see that other english essay again, or if its lost to the sands of time, never to be seen again in this life.
Time to start praying, I'm going to need a miracle now to make up for all my first month idiocy.
Song of the day: M2M - Don't say you love me
I failed yet another midterm, this time in Classical Studies. I guess failing is a little harsh, as its still barely at fifty percent, but for course material that I've experienced three times now, this is a disappointing result. Even if it were the first time I had seen the information, this is still a disappointing setback and a cruel reminder that I need to stop lazing around and actually do the work.
Why am I doing this to myself again? Its not like I don't have the time or the motivation, I just keep getting suckered into other things; I think in psychology they talked about this as the limited resource model of motivation. That everytime I have to fight off a distraction, I leave less mental energy to beat back the next one. Ooooh, yay! I can use that tomorrow for my psych test, which now sits in the realm of MUST SUCCEED for me, considering my woeful studies in my first year courses. I wonder if I'll ever see that other english essay again, or if its lost to the sands of time, never to be seen again in this life.
Time to start praying, I'm going to need a miracle now to make up for all my first month idiocy.
Song of the day: M2M - Don't say you love me
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
shining stones and slightly drunk
Ooooh, I am not good at this whole personal thoughts blogging.
Midnight again, obviously. I distinctly remember telling myself that this would be when I go to sleep, not when I go blogging. Funny how such things don't matter as much after having a couple drinks after curling. Or before drinks, or pretty much any other time. Anyways, I'm not looking at the lights in the sky, I've sufficiently drunk myself that staring at millions of light sources at once exacerbates my current headache.
So today my object of affection and reflection shall be the chunk of amythiest I happily own. First of all, amythiest is my birthstone; I'm an early February birthday, but then you as yet unidentified readers probably know that already. I love this piece of rock, its had an evolving purpose in my life, which is more than I can say for most other objects and a goodly amount of live humans. Said stone started off as a gift for my then boyfriend, but since he decided that it wasn't working out, the stone mutated into a reminder that I need to always keep working towards the next goal and towards the next target; its been helpful that way in reminding me that as good as things are, there's always something that can be done to improve not just one's own life but the lives of others.
I swear, I won't do this tomorrow, it'll be nice and early like a sane human being.
Okay? Someone be a dear and remind me of this.
Song of the night: Owl City - Fireflies
Midnight again, obviously. I distinctly remember telling myself that this would be when I go to sleep, not when I go blogging. Funny how such things don't matter as much after having a couple drinks after curling. Or before drinks, or pretty much any other time. Anyways, I'm not looking at the lights in the sky, I've sufficiently drunk myself that staring at millions of light sources at once exacerbates my current headache.
So today my object of affection and reflection shall be the chunk of amythiest I happily own. First of all, amythiest is my birthstone; I'm an early February birthday, but then you as yet unidentified readers probably know that already. I love this piece of rock, its had an evolving purpose in my life, which is more than I can say for most other objects and a goodly amount of live humans. Said stone started off as a gift for my then boyfriend, but since he decided that it wasn't working out, the stone mutated into a reminder that I need to always keep working towards the next goal and towards the next target; its been helpful that way in reminding me that as good as things are, there's always something that can be done to improve not just one's own life but the lives of others.
I swear, I won't do this tomorrow, it'll be nice and early like a sane human being.
Okay? Someone be a dear and remind me of this.
Song of the night: Owl City - Fireflies
Midnight Lights
Its just past midnight now, I should be in bed sleeping and totally unaware of anything in the world or my own mind.
But I'm not. Obviously. How could I be writing this if I were sleeping?
I'm looking out my window into the night sky, and I can't help but look at all the lights...and I can't help thinking of you again. I feel silly doing it, but I want to quote something because it says everything and nothing at the same time, and that ambivalence makes it perfect for how I feel.
"I will learn, and watch the lights in the sky, and remember..."
All the lights of the sky, of the city lines, and I still remember. I wonder, do you look up at the night sky and the city lights and remember me too? Maybe you do, maybe you don't, I like to think you do though, and that's why you're coming back to me, that in the midnight sky in winter's cold embrace, you look at the lights and learn, and remember me...
They say you do your best thinking at midnight, but midnight is clearly not my best time of day.
Song of the day: Lights - February Air
But I'm not. Obviously. How could I be writing this if I were sleeping?
I'm looking out my window into the night sky, and I can't help but look at all the lights...and I can't help thinking of you again. I feel silly doing it, but I want to quote something because it says everything and nothing at the same time, and that ambivalence makes it perfect for how I feel.
"I will learn, and watch the lights in the sky, and remember..."
All the lights of the sky, of the city lines, and I still remember. I wonder, do you look up at the night sky and the city lights and remember me too? Maybe you do, maybe you don't, I like to think you do though, and that's why you're coming back to me, that in the midnight sky in winter's cold embrace, you look at the lights and learn, and remember me...
They say you do your best thinking at midnight, but midnight is clearly not my best time of day.
Song of the day: Lights - February Air
Here we are again
So, here we are again.
Welcome to my blog, my sanctuary from the insanity of everyday life and my prison from which I cannot escape my own mind. Enjoy picking through my innermost thoughts...your journey begins here, and so does mine.
Welcome to my blog, my sanctuary from the insanity of everyday life and my prison from which I cannot escape my own mind. Enjoy picking through my innermost thoughts...your journey begins here, and so does mine.
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