i still love the way you feel

HELLO ALL...ONE-AND-A-HALF PEOPLES WHO READ THIS

still alive. also just had a really bad night of sleep in which i...did not feel like sleeping and had to finally force myself into bed at 2:30, only to find once again that it doesn't work on me. rolled around in bed in a pretty horrible manner, gave up momentarily and watched videos on my ipod, and finally entered an inbetween state of consciousness around maybe 4 or so. went in and outta what-you-could-call-sleep-but-really-wasn't for 3 hours until my body finally got pissed off and refused to rest any longer. sooooo i lied in bed for an hour, staring at the ceiling and despairing at the fact that my mind was wide awake but my body still felt like shit. got up, took a shower and now i'm here.

that was long. i don't think my head is actually working properly yets. buuuut OHWELLS

alright. sooo last week, we had our big culture night performance which was pretty damn fun. getting lost in the maze of royce's basement is also fun. playing with one of those hugeass ghetto elevators designed for heavy materials...and then getting stuck inbetween the floors and being able to see all the dead things (well...and some alive) plastered to the walls...was fun too. oh. and entering from the back entrance that was designated "artist's entrance" just made me feel like a goddamn star(or. something).

and that was everyday for a week. skipped some class and was proud of myself too.

then there was this afterparty thing for the performance a night later at some club. that was also very exciting. esp since a couple of fellow newbies and i managed to sway some older (and more stubborn) members to go *cough*engineers*cough*

all of the above left me on a high. and i was basically oblivious to the world and probably did not care either. sometimes, it's nice to be distracted from reality i guess.

buuut then but then butthen (wow sorry, my heads). ohey "butthen" looks like "butt hen" hahahah. k.

then everyone got really restless cause when you suddenly go from having practice like 12 hours a day for 7 days straight to ...none, it feels like something is terribly missing. the remedy?

facebook (duh.)

so people posted pics and started commenting and just...kept on commenting (the 5 or so "someone has commented on a picture of you" emails every hour make me feel popular, really). to make it worse, someone posted youtube videos of practice making it all nostalgic and shiz. it was good when yesterday came around and we were able to...lion dance all the energy out.

shiz i'm hungry. breakfast break.


okay. sooo chem is still retarded. had my first quiz. made by the TAs with a time limit of 20min each, they are meant to be failed. except i did not know that. fuckers.

so yeah. i panicked, did poorly yadda yadda and neandered out the classroom in uttershock. too bads for my life.

later that day i attend my first tutoring session. where i was informed that the averages on the quizzes are usually "3 or 4 pity points" on each quiz...adding up to maybe "14 outta 40" total points possible. which made me feel a hell of a lot better.

but then he informs us that our prof is a week behind in his lectures from where he should be and that it is most likely we won't even reach our whole last ochem section. we're like "um. screweded?" ...and the tutor is like...no...it's okay...not. really. i mean [the next chem prof] will probably do a review for you and it's all just useless naming stuff you never use anyways (basically, yes. you are teh screwed.)

i also realize that if this turns out to be true, then that 40bucks i spent on the st00pid "specialized 3 chapters of ochem for ucla students" we had to get would have been for nothing. fjdaffjkdl

anyways. so mr. tutorman also takes a poll on how many people still attend class. basically the only ones were the girl next to me, the guy two seats down, another dude in the back row and...me. the tutor's only comment was "yuh that's what i thought." i was personally embarrassed.

so we start the lesson. i answer something wrong and am told another student in his previous class answered the same exact way and that my TA "is on crack," which was very comforting for a split sec cause i was still pissed about the quiz. however i realized soon after just how d00med for chem i was (ITSNOTEVENOCHEMYETFORCRYINOUTLOUDWAH).

i think chem finally did me in...my brain is crashing. yaysleeeeeeeep. but math hw. must. do. noes.

fuggernuts.