2-7-06 1:15 A.M.
Do you ever feel like you know what you want to say, but you just can't find the words? I hate that feeling! I am supposed to write a prospectus (proposal for a paper I will have to write later) for my behavioral neuroscience class. I know what I want to write about (drug addiction, more specifically craving and relapse), but I cannot seem to put it into words. The prospectus should be 300 words and according to the TA each sentence should be "punchy."
Yeah, I am putting it off until tomorrow before class. Yay for procrastination!
This week just might kill me. I have so many things due and a midterm! I am scared of this midterm because the material is so detailed. I am unsure I can retain all of that information . . .
It is also Jean-Marc (the real Hudson)'s birthday on the 8th. His birthdays always make me sad. This will be the 3rd birthday he's spent away from me. I've only been around for 2. I don't like that ratio much. I don't like the idea that he gets older without me. I love to see pictures, but I hate that his face ages. I hate being reminded of how long we've been apart. It feels like a waste of time. A waste of youth.
I think I will be too busy this week to dwell on it too much though.
There is a Queer Fashion show on wednesday that I wanna sneak away from studying to see! The flyer promises fishnet and I am a sucker for the stuff. Also, boys in make-up? I am in!
I'm going home in a few weeks! I can't wait to see Matt and Jonny (and his new lady?) and my sister! Heather will be home! (=
Best get me some sleep if I am not going to do something productive. NiteNite
*I put the time at the top cuz I still haven't changed it from German time . . .
Do you ever feel like you know what you want to say, but you just can't find the words? I hate that feeling! I am supposed to write a prospectus (proposal for a paper I will have to write later) for my behavioral neuroscience class. I know what I want to write about (drug addiction, more specifically craving and relapse), but I cannot seem to put it into words. The prospectus should be 300 words and according to the TA each sentence should be "punchy."
Yeah, I am putting it off until tomorrow before class. Yay for procrastination!
This week just might kill me. I have so many things due and a midterm! I am scared of this midterm because the material is so detailed. I am unsure I can retain all of that information . . .
It is also Jean-Marc (the real Hudson)'s birthday on the 8th. His birthdays always make me sad. This will be the 3rd birthday he's spent away from me. I've only been around for 2. I don't like that ratio much. I don't like the idea that he gets older without me. I love to see pictures, but I hate that his face ages. I hate being reminded of how long we've been apart. It feels like a waste of time. A waste of youth.
I think I will be too busy this week to dwell on it too much though.
There is a Queer Fashion show on wednesday that I wanna sneak away from studying to see! The flyer promises fishnet and I am a sucker for the stuff. Also, boys in make-up? I am in!
I'm going home in a few weeks! I can't wait to see Matt and Jonny (and his new lady?) and my sister! Heather will be home! (=
Best get me some sleep if I am not going to do something productive. NiteNite
*I put the time at the top cuz I still haven't changed it from German time . . .