| Maybe someone should smack me upside the head. I don't have great reasons for being sad. I have a lot going for me, I should be more grateful. Maybe desire really is the cause of all human troubles.
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| My tender brain will not allow me to sleep.
So I'm watching Hannibal. It's not a great movie to watch alone at night in an apartment that does not belong to you. I hate this flimsy wooden door. I hate the bedsheets. I want to go hooooome. I want to have my dog with me. I'm tired of being lost and wandering in a strange hospital.
I'm so glad winter vacation is a week away.
I think I know why I enjoyed my psychiatry rotation. It made me feel sane. Now I'm back to being a neurotic medical student with personal problems interfering with my ability to focus and do good work. It's funny the way history will repeat itself and even when you can predict the path things will take, it's hard to contain the emotions that follow. I have to admire you for handling it better than me.
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| APPLE BOTTOM JEANS! BOOTS WITH THE FURRR!
Ugh, you know how some songs get stuck in your head? This song is the perfect awful pop hip hop song, the kind that you learn the lyrics to against your will and find yourself singing along to on the radio. And god help me, it is catchy. But I will never, ever wear fur-trimmed boots to a club. What the heck was she thinking? (or apple bottom jeans).
Once again I find myself in a situation that I can't deal with that well, because I'm not as mature as my stated age. Why does life push itself faster than I can keep up with =|
And why, oh why, am I so boring.
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Samus is so great.
Samus is so cute.
Samus is so smart.
In a perfect world I could just stay home and play with Samus. And not have my surgery rotation start in September.
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| I feel like if I said what I wanted to say you would just make fun of me.
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