british cars/christmas lights.

the most intense dreams are coming in, between my ears; and all i do is sleep.

my grandfather is singing into the telephone,

every year i change, and i cannot wait for this one to start. i have purged 99% of negative head demons in the purely dysfunctional holmdel residence. i'm glad i can leave my mess here and go to my home renewed. i have until the 1st to get myself ordered. i put aside january's rent and it's going to be really tight until the semester starts. i have a lot of reading to do & weight to lose so i'm sure i won't even notice the small pockets of the month. my dad got my jung's redbook for a belated birthday present; i'm absorded.

he told me he's trying out his beard trimmer, i'm extremely nervous. fur? my grandma wants me to come to cluj. adria's playlist has miss tk & the revenge? i didn't see my mom since the 23rd? my mom finally came back from ac and tried to put liquor in my jasmine tea? the i watched gummo with adria? everything is in an illogical blender of a world.

lifting my head hurts,

but i keep checking to see if my professor emailed me back; an incomplete in biochem is giving me nightmares every time i doze off. i was supposed to go to lauren's birthday dinner, hopefully cate will give her my wishes. davey's only eating out of my hand and its getting annoying, but at least that makes one of us. moon pix has been on repeat for over 24 hours. being sick is the worst, i have nothing to do but feel bad i'm not being productive. cate, laura visit me.

sss.

fever, night shivering sweats, swollen throat, all i can do is lay down not even talk. i had to email, and i feel ashamed to push it back, but picking up a book is too heavy of a weight.

pup bark.

davey is in some sort of dream state and he keeps hyperventilating/moaning. the noises are cute, but i'm not sure if i should wake him. apparently, we make the same sleep noises. i'm attractive: these are reasons why my bed should only be for 1 person.

happy birthday cate!

i got a piggy in a shell and a piggy in my bed with a developing sore throat. christmas party tonight, bake bake bake. oh, and i saw my first shooting star tonight.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CATE!

productivity on the phone.

he spoke, i listened. i spoke a lot more and simultaneously googled up kupffer cells and other cellular players. next dog: kupffer the scruffpup. he will not look like this:

but maybe he will phagocytize weaker animals in my next apartment (the liver). this is exam is going to play out like candyland.

vi[DEO]phone.

stayed up all night with beyonce, such productive vibrations.

she is the ahh-mazing.

four ladies tonight with loose legs.

studying is the only thing i should have/will be from now on be doing instead of enjoying all the greatest group of friends. almost all of everyones christmas presents have come in, so i can focus for a few more days. jillian gave me the best compliments about this one.

cloisters/

if you could only see the beast you made of me

i held it in but now it seems you set it running

screaming in the dark, i hunt when we're apart

drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart

my fingers claw your skin, try to tempt my way in

you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl

f&tm.

faster intake= liquids.

protein shakes are more time efficient in this stress war with due dates. my mother figured this out and i am oh so thankful. i'm probably going to put on some more weight but! i feel full all day, no acid reflux and it's a soy/pea/rice blend of vegetable protein flavored like chai equalling deliciously cozy warms. did i mention i microwave it for 2 minutes? it creates a foamy top. seven minutes past my walk to the bus. my car has been making funny noises.

farewell

uptake;

i want this week to be over,

so i can enjoy life again.

third = game over.

worst game; 4//2. hmw

16days against violence;

radigals raised over $300 to be sent to rape crisis capetown south

africa. saffire, rad pony, hunter valentine, pandora scooter.

day 2:

sent.

i wish i had a genetics coach for this lab write up, how do i take 6 months of scattered numbers and data sheets and make sense of it in words? plain words to be exact. this is what i woke up thinking about.

on etsy.com

pigeon post: 1

december 1st has the ball rolling: new boots, fresh laundry, antibiotics & inhalers, christmas cards, signed into a new kaplan program 1.03.10 with new mcat date 4.17.10, 3/4 christmas shopping done & out of my mailbox into my closet, rent mailed, letter mailed to 19146, netflix lost, a bag of oranges, and mucho concentration.

O! and sunday, i saw mr.fantastic fox with my little russian snowflake and my baltimore favorites.

and this is cate:

+three weeks, i'm going to be that happiest pup. design*sponge fanasties will do 'til then. now back to oxidative phosphorylation, tea and real life.