I've been acting like a Crazysaurus Rex lately... I need to take a chill pill Focusing on being mellow is probably a better alternative Physiology is queer! (exclamation necessary) I blame some sort of physiological malfunction for my behavior Hopefully by this afternoon I will have reached equilibrium
Conundrum numero dos:
I want to find a balance between being nice to everyone and being selfish Lately I just keep my mouth shut around those who deserve it Then I go all Crazysaurus Rex on the innocent
Plan: Breathe Take a shower and shave legs... feeling like a cricket is nice* Avoid irritating people for a while Get stuff done
Things around me start changing tomorrow, hopefully that will help.
*Smooth legs are nice to rub together like a cricket does when it's making crickety noises.
My dorm room for next year was attached to a hockey arena, and I found a hamster in the hallway that was name Baby Chuck. Since there were two brothers with the last name Chuck who went to the school I decided it was probably theirs. There was a really famous brother who was named Prince Chuck had another brother who was shy and his name was Ryan Chuck. I ended up running into Prince Chuck first, and he was wearing an Elvis costume.
"You're not the King you're just Prince." Meanwhile Baby Chuck had fallen asleep in my hand.
"Whatever. What do you want?"
"Is this yours? It has the last name Chuck."
"It is. You can have him is you want, he's really dangerous though."
I decided to keep Baby Chuck, because while he is curled up in my hand asleep he looks pretty much docile. Unfortunately when I brought him home to put in my aquarium he morphed into a pink beetle hamster. What Prince didn't tell me was that Baby Chuck was amphibious. He used his bright blue wings to fly away, and I had to chase him all around campus.
When I finally caught him it was hard to handle him, as he had an exoskeleton, but still had collapsible ribs. I made the aquarium half land and half water and covered the top with a screen. Baby Chuck was kind of feisty, but stopped running/flying away after that.
I'm glad I've developed a resistance to stress, but some stuff still gets through. I think it's a build up. Most of these things individually do not bother me as much as they should.
Wish list: For colleges to get back to me To not have to worry about whether or not I will be able to pay for the things I need Security To have a talking to with whatever viruses or bacteria are living inside me For people to limit their rudeness (Hannibal where are you?) Maybe a frilly pink cocktail dress would be nice for being a Stomphia.
The weather has been magnificent lately. It's so nice that I've sprouted long pink ears and bang on drums all day.
Ms.Richman is my spiritual guide. We had a really long conversation today about life, gill arches, boys, travel, and the future. It wasn't good being out of touch. Plans were made so that I may go on the rest of the Marine Bio field trips.
I think I got into BU, because a lady from the Registrar called today, and said that they cannot send out acceptance letters without a withdrawal form from the previously attended college. If I was not accepted then my withdrawal form would not be a technicality worth trifling over now would it?
By chance I felt that I needed to buy pants today. Preferably Boyfriend Trousers. Claire Danes is so gosh darn cute... I am a consumer whore. I haven't bought the pants yet though. However, whilst journeying out to the Mall I discovered that Chels and Brit were there too. Fooding and couch potatoing happened until it grew late.
Everybody is talking about college. I want to know where I got in. I know I'm in UMO, as I have been accepted there before and with lower SAT scores, and fewer application requirements met. The rest are the tricky ones though. Ahhh.
