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talk to my brain
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Tuesday, November 12, 2002
the one I lovevirgo (Aug. 23rd-Sept. 22nd)
Keep your mouth shut and your eyes open this week. Keen observation, Sherlock style, may lead you to discover something new about your romantic interest — perhaps something dark and mysterious, like a dangerous past or a penchant for retarded hats and pipes.
Oh! the Drama!
too many things going on when they shouldn't. that's life.
school. I'm still focusing. A little less on the traversing these days, but still managing.
Thursday, November 07, 2002
the past few days have been a whirlwind:
drama w/ the friends
food fluctuations
yogurt, tea, hot chocolate, kitkats, and mongolian beef.
music
bbmak, bicrunga, and the willy wonka soundtrack.
school.
the only thing I can't keep focused on.
a pastiche of problems.
how do I deal?
Monday, November 04, 2002
oh and speaking of sleep.
I've been kept awake w/ thoughts of sugar plums dancing.
now, really.
I've had this poem in my head. . . .
it didn't leave me alone.
here is its title:
senseless is the sleep that keeps me wondering
of life that continues w/o you.
Sleep that which I indulge in heavily.
Like shakespeare said: I sleep perchance to dream.
And a lot lately, I've had dreams:
in english and tagalog
w/ people I know and those that I don't
W/ the people I don't know, its been these caucasian guys. Interesting. Must be my overconsumerism of tv.
*Needless to say, in these dreams I've been the object of attention.
So far so good.
We are the musicmakers. And we are the dreamers of a dream.-- Willy Wonka
Sunday, November 03, 2002
Why is it that I find writing up 12 pages worth of could-be-valuable notes gratifying?
Eek! I must have sold out my soul to law school.
I've spent three hours in the library. trying to keep my mind focus, and my stomach growling at bay.
You could say that I was actually productive.
Ten points for me!
Speaking of school, a lot lately I've been pretty irritated. Some of the people I sit next to in class either are too talkative or have the attention span of a five year old. Those are the people that don't care that the professor is speaking. And the other ones are the ones with A.D.D. In fact, he was busy coloring his notebook margins with a bright blue highlighter. WTF!