thoughts catalog

It is so fucking bright... oh my god I'm late for class I'm definitely late for class... nope, it's 8:11.

Back to sleep.

Gym? Sleep? Gym? Sleep?

Sleep to alarm.

Hair looks shitty.

So shower, must shower.

And that's when I turn off my attention in biochem because every time we learn about topoisomerases, I lose my place.

I have a nasty habit of picking at my hair. Pretty sure it's unhealthy to have this much breakage.

Suffocatingly-huge thighs. God, they're so huge.

Already ripped/broke/destroyed two pairs of pants.

Google "how to lose thigh fat." Not too happy with the results.

 I might also have a habit of promising people cake.

Vanilla cake with chocolate frosting as requested.

This was actually the best vanilla cake ever.  Like I was stroking it out of the oven and whispering love-thoughts to it as I frosted it.  I'm crazy, yes.  But Alicia started doing it too! *points accusingly*  And, seriously though, this was the best cake of the vanilla variety to ever float out of my oven on a fluffy cloud with angelic Hallelujah's in the background.  And in Alicia's not so pretty words.. "It's crusty on the outside and moist on the inside."  Not so pretty, but it is what it is.

Never fail cake, indeed.

Beyonce's ferocity during the Superbowl.  This is monopologizing more of my attention than should be allowed.

But that chick sat right in front of me.

Can't pay attention if I can't see the board.

Too fucking bad I have a midterm this Friday... and for every successive week starting now.

Too fucking bad my shit is all over the place, hanging from the ceiling, up against the walls, scattered on the floor, hiding all my motivation; it most absolutely cannot be gotten together anymore.

 Vanilla cake..with chocolate frosting?  But that's so boring. We loaded it with crushed Tim Tams (caramel and dark chocolate ones) and spiked the frosting with Kahlua to make it better...without going overboard.

Though when it comes to desserts, I don't always subscribe to the "simple is better" motto.

Boring like this capstone/ecology credit course I must take.

Regretting this biology major.

Don't know what else I'd do though.  Not remotely good at anything else.

Want.  Nap.  Now.

I don't care about what soils are found in the tropics.

I didn't know it was a thing to study this.

How do subjects come about anyways?

Why does the world need people to dedicate their life to [insert any topic all topics here]?

Sleeppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 Tour of genetics lab.  Easy.

Quick lecture about steps to something that tests something.  Easy.

Paid attention?

Nope.

Are you surprised?

Fuck, what is wrong with me?

But look how pretty this cross section looks :)

Be very proud I made it to the Orgo review.

Almost turned back because I hate walking in late to classrooms full of people.

Thirty minutes later,

wait...

what...

neck overheating

hands shaking

can't focus

about to throw up

no...

about to pass out.

Need.  To.  Get.  Out....

....and stuff my face with hummus and pita.

Holding me over just long enough to stuff my face at home.

I love home.

About to hardcore work my ass off tomorrow...

so I say...