The Art of Losing

I don't know. Maybe I'm bipolar. Because I feel totally fine right now. I guess I was just tired, because after I took a nap I was all good. I took my dress to the dry cleaners and then stopped by to get some Starbucks. This week has been less than impressive. Next week...who knows...block scheduling...EW. And I really really really hope I don't get my rag or have my rag during next weekend, or else I'll cry and be really really sad. So does anyone know how to loosen up? Any tips for mind-taking-offing? Because all I can think about right is school and finals, and I don't get Calculus, and will have a B in Chemistry and Mateer and her presentations and its impossible to get an A in Gonzo....Maybe naps. Tomorrow I plan to go to the park with my sister and play frisbee. Haha. Really I miss it. Playing on the Great Lawn with the Tae Chi people waiting for class to start. And we'd play with my cool blue/green football. And remember that one time we played after lunch? And Hodge picked me up and took me hostage and started spinning me? I miss them. Because yeah. I don't know. There isn't anyone to play frisbee with me here like they did. And no one to take me hostage and spin me around like Hodge did. And cool grad students to talk to and get advice from. Too much friendly banter here and not enough of the good deep stuff. I miss not talking in Ethics. Hahaha.

My eating habits have really taken a bad turn since Prom. I eat and eat and eat. And I sleep and sleep and sleep. And I don't think just eating and sleeping is really that healthy.

My new favorite song: American Hi-Fi- "The Art of Losing"