Invaded
"...If there's a price for rotten judgment, I guess I've already won that...You got got got it bad... No chance, no way I won't say it no no. Give up give in...At least out loud I won't say I'm in love..." - I won't say I'm in love by Meg from Hercules
Currently writing my SA paper. It's not so bad; it's actually easy to do. There are many ideas that could be incorporated in it, but I can't seem to organize my thoughts again. That's why, here I am, using my blog as an outlet for stray thoughts that keep invading my mind.
The transformation is slowly being completed. I am becoming an "owl," just like my dad said. Asleep during the day, awake at night. When I go home early, I really do have the intention of doing what I'm supposed to do, but the pull of the bed is so strong to ignore. It's not that I lie when I say I'll be doing my papers when I go home early. Really, the intention is there, but the act was lost somewhere along the way. So there, I sleep in the afternoons which in turn allows me to keep my eyes open at night and in the wee hours of the morning. *sigh* This has been my routine for this week. Go home as soon as class is done (or in this case, Psych experiments), eat lunch, use the internet, then sleep until 530 or 6. When I wake up, eat dinner then use the internet again, this time mixed with school-related stuff. After that, until 12 or 2, I do my work. I sleep until 4 then finish the undone work.
I truly had a frightening dream last night. I died intentionally. I can still feel the 'feeling' I had. I can't seem to shake it off. The weight of the feeling was staggering. It was as if all the care in the world disappeared. Jumping off wasn't scary, nor did it elicit any guilt feelings. I felt cold, a different chill and shiver. It was icy, very icy and hollow. It was as if my body was separated from my mind so that I couldn't feel anything, and I was there, above my body, yet I was still in it, seeing everything from both points of view. When I 'died,' I was still alive, stood up, and went to watch tv...? Truly weird. I wonder why I dreamt that certain scene. Those thoughts haven't been hounding my mind though. Another mystery of our minds. My subconscious is telling me something, but what?
My Filipino exam was...full of crap. Okay, I did study, but I was distracted all the while. I was being bullied to study earlier, and by my two best friends nonetheless. Instead of going to the library to study, I opted to go to the volleyball class. I had, once again, every intention to study, but volleyball was really exciting, and I couldn't help but glance once in a while, not knowing that information was slipping every time the ball was hit...which was all the time. Let's face it. My study habits have deteriorated. I have to get back on track. This new routine isn't working at all.
We had a psych experiment today entitled "Blue Pictures." I have nothing to say on the matter. Well, actually I do. They should have put some kind of description. This is a perfect example of heading into battle without any armor and weapons. It wasn't that bad, but I am a young innocent girl, hahaha! *Rica: Wooshoo!*
Currently writing my SA paper. It's not so bad; it's actually easy to do. There are many ideas that could be incorporated in it, but I can't seem to organize my thoughts again. That's why, here I am, using my blog as an outlet for stray thoughts that keep invading my mind.
The transformation is slowly being completed. I am becoming an "owl," just like my dad said. Asleep during the day, awake at night. When I go home early, I really do have the intention of doing what I'm supposed to do, but the pull of the bed is so strong to ignore. It's not that I lie when I say I'll be doing my papers when I go home early. Really, the intention is there, but the act was lost somewhere along the way. So there, I sleep in the afternoons which in turn allows me to keep my eyes open at night and in the wee hours of the morning. *sigh* This has been my routine for this week. Go home as soon as class is done (or in this case, Psych experiments), eat lunch, use the internet, then sleep until 530 or 6. When I wake up, eat dinner then use the internet again, this time mixed with school-related stuff. After that, until 12 or 2, I do my work. I sleep until 4 then finish the undone work.
I truly had a frightening dream last night. I died intentionally. I can still feel the 'feeling' I had. I can't seem to shake it off. The weight of the feeling was staggering. It was as if all the care in the world disappeared. Jumping off wasn't scary, nor did it elicit any guilt feelings. I felt cold, a different chill and shiver. It was icy, very icy and hollow. It was as if my body was separated from my mind so that I couldn't feel anything, and I was there, above my body, yet I was still in it, seeing everything from both points of view. When I 'died,' I was still alive, stood up, and went to watch tv...? Truly weird. I wonder why I dreamt that certain scene. Those thoughts haven't been hounding my mind though. Another mystery of our minds. My subconscious is telling me something, but what?
My Filipino exam was...full of crap. Okay, I did study, but I was distracted all the while. I was being bullied to study earlier, and by my two best friends nonetheless. Instead of going to the library to study, I opted to go to the volleyball class. I had, once again, every intention to study, but volleyball was really exciting, and I couldn't help but glance once in a while, not knowing that information was slipping every time the ball was hit...which was all the time. Let's face it. My study habits have deteriorated. I have to get back on track. This new routine isn't working at all.
We had a psych experiment today entitled "Blue Pictures." I have nothing to say on the matter. Well, actually I do. They should have put some kind of description. This is a perfect example of heading into battle without any armor and weapons. It wasn't that bad, but I am a young innocent girl, hahaha! *Rica: Wooshoo!*
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