09/01/2012

The first week of classes pretty much kicked my ass. I’m exhausted.  But I still can’t sleep.

I ended up dropping physics, because I’m too fucking stupid for physics.  I replaced it with a natural history class about vertebrates.  But I might be too fucking stupid for vertebrates, too.

I think I have a spine, but I’m not quite sure.  Am I a vertebrate?

I’m going to the fair tomorrow. I like to look at the animals.  I can’t ride any of the rides, though.  Motion sickness.  Did you know that motion sickness is caused when there is a discrepancy between your sense of sight and your sense of balance?  Everyone knows that.  The interesting part is this: your body decides that either your eyes or ears are hallucinating, and so it induces vomiting to clear out the poison that is causing the issue.

I have a really good poison defense mechanism.  I will think of that as I watch everyone around me ride the Gravotron.

I am messaging a male on OkCupid.  This is stressful.  But he lives quite far away, so that’s good.  I’m trying a “we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it” kind of mentality.  So, trying not to freak out. Yet.

I’m writing a story that involves romance, and it actually gives me anxiety.  What the fuck is wrong with me?  Why am I so afraid of this shit?  I can’t even write about two people kissing without fucking panicking. 

I can’t even compose a 500 character message without panicking.  Pathetic.

My sister’s stupid bridal shower is next Saturday.  This wedding this is coming up fast.  Can’t wait until it’s over.