give me two weeks, and then i'll finally be able to breath. mid-march, hurry up. 

i'm so tired of getting the "pretentious" label. my interests' varying from yours does not make them non-genuine. 

hey Mr. Mouse, what the hell are you thinking about now?

this weekend was a good one. 

i did some things I told myself I wouldn't do, but fail to find remorse inside myself. i especially enjoyed saturday & sunday evenings and my uncle's bernice-obsession. friday night was really good too, even though i saw a few people i would have rather not seen. MILK is pretty radiant; there's a lot of love in it though. brace yourself. 

today, I'm avoiding productivity like it's the plague. i got out of doing some accounting for madre, and i'm now pretending that a certain physics webassign and its impending due(m)-date do not exist. get it? duem, doom, impending doom, impending due-dates, impending doom-dates! i slay myself. 

we might get a puppy!

for every field, there's a mole with the soil that he stole - and the sightlessness that lets him go free

i'm feeling run-ragged lately; that isn't boatloads of fun. it seems like tests and readings and practice problems and labs all kind of piled up this week. three and a half hours, two nights a week, don't help much either. the greatest crime is that this stuff comes about while the weather is as nice as it is. so it goes, so it goes. 

i've been having the strangest dreams lately. last night, for example, i had a really intense underwater dream. underwater dreams are my favorite; they're like flying dreams, but you see things that you'd never start to encounter in an aerial nighttime hallucination. i had to find some sort of gem, Indiana Jones style, that a shark had stolen in order to bring prestige to his colony. turned out, i swam too deep and the water-pressure crushed me. i woke up and calmly said, "well, shit." 

i'm getting a new phone today, too. three cheers for technology? 

today was beautiful. i can't wait for springtime.