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Feb. 7th, 2006 01:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shubassdkOkay, so, Block 3 started today. I am already behind on reading. We had to read for three different lectures for today and I'd read nothing. And for tomorrow? 140 pages plus 30 for the exercise after the lectures tomorrow and I've only looked at it. The thing is that snot in my brain has multiplied, so that it now functions as a sort of wall between what goes in through my eyes and my brain = no learning. The funny thing is that I think half of my friends are suffering from either this or actual fever. There must be something floating around...
But today has been rough. I practically didn't sleep because of the snot. Then four lectures from 8-12. Then biking trough the *snow* to the bookstore to buy books. Home to argue with my stressed-out sister, crashing on the sofa while "watching" the Super Bowl. And now I can't sleep. Isn't life ironic?
Michael is writing me the sweetest stuff: Ville egentlig bare sige godmorgen, og ønske dig en rigtig god dag men som jeg sidder her og skriver kan jeg ik hjælpe at tænke på dig samtidig (er jo trods alt dig jeg skriver til heh) og det gør mig faktisk ret glad. Er rigtig glad for at snakke med dig, for at lære dig at kende, for du er virkelig en alletiders pige (so far so good right?:)) Og jeg håber at du i den kommende tid med alle dine lektier kan finde tiden til at skrive til mig, da jeg har taget mig selv i at sidde og stene på dating.dk og bare trykket "refresh" sådan ca hvert andet minut, for tænk nu hvis du skrev... Ved godt det lyder lidt spooky, men bliver så glad når jeg hører fra dig...
And now that other guy is telling me to go to sleep, and that if we had been boyfriend/girlfriend he'd have put on a bad movie for us to fall asleep to.
Plus, I've started writing with four other guys. I'm a bad bad person. But a good flirter ;)
Must call doctor tomorrow!
But today has been rough. I practically didn't sleep because of the snot. Then four lectures from 8-12. Then biking trough the *snow* to the bookstore to buy books. Home to argue with my stressed-out sister, crashing on the sofa while "watching" the Super Bowl. And now I can't sleep. Isn't life ironic?
Michael is writing me the sweetest stuff: Ville egentlig bare sige godmorgen, og ønske dig en rigtig god dag men som jeg sidder her og skriver kan jeg ik hjælpe at tænke på dig samtidig (er jo trods alt dig jeg skriver til heh) og det gør mig faktisk ret glad. Er rigtig glad for at snakke med dig, for at lære dig at kende, for du er virkelig en alletiders pige (so far so good right?:)) Og jeg håber at du i den kommende tid med alle dine lektier kan finde tiden til at skrive til mig, da jeg har taget mig selv i at sidde og stene på dating.dk og bare trykket "refresh" sådan ca hvert andet minut, for tænk nu hvis du skrev... Ved godt det lyder lidt spooky, men bliver så glad når jeg hører fra dig...
And now that other guy is telling me to go to sleep, and that if we had been boyfriend/girlfriend he'd have put on a bad movie for us to fall asleep to.
Plus, I've started writing with four other guys. I'm a bad bad person. But a good flirter ;)
Must call doctor tomorrow!
