19th January, 2007
When Today Was A Bit Depressing
I feel really happy, lucky, and quite fortunate to know I was special enough to catch you. I’m really glad for all the factors, good and bad, that led to this particular moment. You put a good smile on my face and I know that at the end of the day everything is going to either be okay… or be really cute.
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I could cry. I really could. It hurts my head to think about this despite the fact that the eventful day is about four months away. I took a look at my finals schedule today, just so I could figure out how spaced out my finals would be. I’ll have to take three of my four finals all in one day. Three in one day. The last is scheduled five days after, but May 11 will be the day that I shall die. I take that back. May 10 and May 11 will be the days that I shall die. I will have to take a final for biology, statistics, and economics (in that order) all in one day.
I want to cry. Or maybe eat some really good ice cream to console myself.
Today has been an okay day. It wasn’t all that great, in my opinion anyway. I had wanted to donate blood today, but I guess due to my poor eating habits, I didn’t produce enough iron. It was a bit of a shock to me because this was the second time I’ve been rejected from donating and all the other times went fine. It makes me a bit sad though because I really wanted to help. Poo.
After that, the next few hours were spent running errands. I picked up a refund check, deposited it, mailed a letter, bought visitor parking permits, and returned NL’s sweatpants. I was supposed to drop off a Christmas present for AL, but he never picked up his phone. Bastard. Luckily, I went shopping again at Wet Seal. I really like Wet Seal and they have jeans that are made for short people… like me. The funny thing is that even with the short length, the pants are still a little long.
Sitting on the BART today was quite dreary. My going to my parents’ was not a voluntary move, but I didn’t want to cause any more waves between my parents and I. For some reason, I became quite depressed as I was on the trip back. It wasn’t due to my not being able to go out or anything like that. Why I was depressed, I do not know.
Perhaps it’s because I feel like I’m leaving someone behind and it doesn’t make sense because I can’t think of anyone I’m leaving. But that’s what I feel; I feel as if someone’s still back in Berkeley, someone dear to me, yet there’s no one that I can think of. It’s not SB since he’s not at Berkeley, so this doesn’t make sense at all.
Anyway, I need to watch my biology lecture for Wednesday (since I fell asleep) and today (since I slept in).
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