the squeaky vegetarian

You know when you do or say something embarrassing and your mind just dwells on it, and you keep feeling embarrassed about it, even though it was so trivial and probably nobody else thought much of it? That’s how I feel right now and I hate it.

I wish I could remember all things organic chemistry instead of all the embarrassing moments I’ve ever had.

keep telling myself I’m not the center of the universe and that the world doesn’t revolve around me but my brain isn’t believing it :/

I sat next to this person all last semester and now this new semester we have more than one class together but we don’t aknowledge each other. And now I’m wondering if I came off as sincerely bitchy and unfriendly? If this person took me seriously that one time I thought I said something offensive but was just kidding? I really hope neither of those things are the case. I hope we’re just not talking because we don’t sit right next to each other anymore. Oh god I’m dying of the awkward tension.

Also, it seems that my lab partners are both married Mormon gentlemen.

& I got sick yesterday (while watching, of all things, Contagion) and the vomit came out with such force, a little bit tried to exit via my nose. Not pleasant.

&& I have tests in all three of my classes next week, none of which I am prepared for (yet!)

this is my life.

Today an older gentlemen tried to convince me not to vote for Obama this upcoming election because “he raised our debt by $4 trillion and [me] and [my] children will be paying for it.”

I held my tongue and walked away from that conversation.

and realizing that I can relate entirely too much to Meg Ryan’s character Annie. That is not a character I want to relate to!

no me gusta. excuse me while I fling myself off a bridge.