Studying is my LIFE
Yesterday: To sum up Saturday in one phrase "I spent the entire afternoon studying chemistry." Although the afternoon was spent studying, I took a break and had a mocha with my friend and we talked from about 9:30 until the coffee shop closed that night. After my friend went home I tested the suspension of my car and the loss of traction in a parking lot. However, I seemed to have left some of the tires on the pavement by accident. It was really fun.....After I got home I spent several hours on the phone last night with my friend and we talked until 3am.....
Today: In the morning I was happy when my friend called and woke me up. Usually I'm kinda grumpy in the morning, but this time was different. In the afternoon a group of us studied at the library until it closed. After that we got some food then a few of us went to the book store and studied until they kicked us out. Sounds like fun doesn't it? Really it's not that bad because everyone in the group is kewl and makes everything interesting.

Another long and WeiRd Day
Today started out nice and slow, so everything was going good. I didn't have any strong feelings towards depression or extreme excitement fortunately. It was just a ordinary day with ordinary interactions with people of the like. Although nothing was boring, it just seemed that way for some weird reason. Life is full of surprises........ Nothing ever turns out how you would expect it too, unless you expect it to turn out as unexpected. While I write this I'm putting off doing my work that is due tomorrow, although I feel like it is a segue into the essays that I need to write. This afternoon I found some websites dedicated to tattos, piercings and gothic nudity and I had to feed my weird obsession with the artwork that interest me so much. The piercings and tatoos, as well as the naked goth chics, invoke a weird sense of completeness to my life. The twist to my attraction is that tatoos can be beautiful, but I don't plan on ever getting one. Piercings are not as ornamental as tat's, but ironically I'd consider piercing something that you could only see if I took my clothes off. It would be like a secret marking known only to those who I chose to show. Enough of my quasidaily confession, I'm off to write my essays.

Whatever happend today was meant to happen... I mean that I had no control and was completely going with the flow of life. Although it wasn't a bad or horrible day, I just didn't feel like I was in control like I normally do. It was kind of nice to just let things be and see how things work out if you just allow life to flow without caring about what actually happens.