Physically. My thighs are aching something fierce. Is it all the sitting? The lying on my stomach to read a heavy textbook? Descending the stupid stairs at the library? I bet it's all those things. Like I keep saying, studying too much is not good for your body. Why can't I do the kind of studying that involves getting out and physically doing something? It's so nice outside. The sky hasn't been cloudy for a week, it's actually sunny, and the parks are brimming with people. and here I am, sitting inside with a book in my lap. Though thankfully, due to my stubborn reluctance to do any hardcore studying two weeks before any of the exams, one of those books was a novel. Which I finished today. Which I wasn't supposed to do. But I wanted to. So there. Not that I haven't been studying. I already know more about Chile, Argentina, and Venezuela than I did two days ago. Never mind that this is the stuff that I supposed to know already. The class bored me, okay? I can't help but doze off and think of smut when I'm bored. I think I'm having a better time now because I'm skipping anything remotely theoretical (the prof said theory wouldn't be the focus) plus any other details that we wouldn't even have time to write down in the hour we have per question anyway. So no panic. Panic at this stage would be ridiculous, though I think other people are feeling it, especially since they started revising since god knows when. I got looks of shock when I admitted that I didn't begin myself until this Wednesday. Wait, that was yesterday. I only started yesterday?! Then why the hell am I so tired already? It must be all that photocopying for the thesis. Oh god, this is not good.
Nevertheless, I'll attempt to find solace in one of my favorite Al Swearengen lines: "In life, you have to do a lot of things you don't fuckin want to do. Many times, that's what the fuck life is, one vile, fucking task after another. But don't get aggravated. Then the enemy has you by the short hair."
Oh Deadwood. Out of all the shows that have gotten cancelled on me, that's the one I miss the most.
Three and a half weeks before I head back home (PR). I might be a little less incredibly eager if I had time to travel around here a bit now, but exams aren't the type of thing that'd cheer me up. I wrote yesterday. More than I've written in a month. That helped. It's not smut, sadly enough. It's odd. I want to write smut, yet the muse doesn't seem interested.
New Milo pics, though. It looks like season 1 hair, too. Good stuff. The icon I'm using is from one of them.
I think I'll go to the Tate Britain this weekend. I need to do something that doesn't involve the library.
Nevertheless, I'll attempt to find solace in one of my favorite Al Swearengen lines: "In life, you have to do a lot of things you don't fuckin want to do. Many times, that's what the fuck life is, one vile, fucking task after another. But don't get aggravated. Then the enemy has you by the short hair."
Oh Deadwood. Out of all the shows that have gotten cancelled on me, that's the one I miss the most.
Three and a half weeks before I head back home (PR). I might be a little less incredibly eager if I had time to travel around here a bit now, but exams aren't the type of thing that'd cheer me up. I wrote yesterday. More than I've written in a month. That helped. It's not smut, sadly enough. It's odd. I want to write smut, yet the muse doesn't seem interested.
New Milo pics, though. It looks like season 1 hair, too. Good stuff. The icon I'm using is from one of them.
I think I'll go to the Tate Britain this weekend. I need to do something that doesn't involve the library.
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My left elbow often gets very sore because I lean on it almost all the time...
Did you see the latest hagaren? Envy manages to survive YET AGAIN!!!
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I lean on my elbows a lot when I'm typing and then I lean them on the table during class, which doesn't help.
No, I haven't. Damn studying making me get behind on all the important stuff. I shall get on that as soon as I get another of these chapters read.
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And I feel you on the weird pain thing. Because I've got back pain that I have no explanation for, I'm right about to start my period so I've got cramps, and I've started getting headaches again, which I'd stopped having for months and now they're back with a vengeance. I think our bodies just hate us, that's all.
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My thighs feel better this morning, but the soreness will probably come back. My hips are starting to shout now, though. Ugh, that definitely sounds like period pain. I hate periods. Don't you hate periods? I call them the red devil. Better than 'your monthly friend' or Flo or whatever other kindly gibberish old matrons call it.
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Periods suck. I can't even imagine how we all used to feel so excited about the potential of getting them, way back when we first had sex ed. Not something to look forward to at all, periods.
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You what? Really? In my case, I had no clue what a period was before I woke one day bleeding all over the place and thinking that I was dying. Then my dad explained all the madness to me and for some reason him and my grandmother were celebrating with me sitting there going, "What the hell is there to celebrate? This sucks!" I got it in fifth grade. Sex ed wasn't scheduled until sixth grade. A little too late, school. Although I don't recall any of the other girls looking forward to this. Everyone was freaking out after listening to the teacher's explanations, while I just rolled my eyes.
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Really. A lot of girls at my age did, god knows why. I think my first sex-ed class was just the very basic biological stuff, and that was definitely in elementary school so...probably fifth grade.
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That's... weird. Of course, I never had a warning, so I have no idea what my reaction would have been.
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I think it was one of those wanting to grow up and be a woman things. Which is also stupid because being a woman sucks.
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