I think I have test anxiety.

Maybe I'm better at things like Philosophy or Social Science and that's just how it is.

And I think -- hates me.

Another day exhaused and with a splitting headache.

Good news: Got an 80% on my Italian exam.

Bad news: -- hates me.

Mmm, that was tasty, Caesar Salad.

So we were talking about it and he was telling me how they used to think that bats were related to primates and how if they'd been right it would have been cool because otherwise the only flying primates were in the Wizard of Oz.

I aced my Physical Anthro exam!!!
February 4,2005

I've been feeling...weird...lately.

Yesterday--no, not yesterday, the day before...

I can't quite put my finger on it.

We saw the bats today.

I wanna be a neuroethologist in such a major way.

I'm studying like crazy for the exam.

I finally figured it out...

I put two and two together.

Though I almost get the sense of it being a power play.

I hate foreign language classes.

Last night, I indulged in thoughts...

Woo hoo! Dr.-- agreed to do the talk!

Lecture today was AWESOME.

This neural plasticity stuff is intriguing.

Now I just need to figure out what I need to do to get into neuroethology.

Something I read in the onion had me busting up laughing.

Damn my inability to endure chronic unpleasantries for the eventual big money and fabulous prizes!

I'm really worried about my Italian grade.

I shouldn't be here...in a public place.

How could I have not aced that exam?

I knew most of the multiple choice and essays but the short answers killed me.

Beautiful day.

Rob's going to cook me fettucine with black truffle sauce tomorrow.

I'm taking him for Indian food tonight.

I don't get this crayfish stuff as much.

As much as I love neuroethology, I just don't have the background in visuo-spatial reasoning and mathematics and I can't handle the pressure.

I'm gonna apply to social.

I saw all those powerpoint slides of the crayfish and wanted to cry all over again.

I can't even figure out how to get paper into the fucking PRINTER, what made me think I could be a neuroethologist?

He never got it. It wasn't about phones or emails.

Email --when I get home.

Hmm. I made plans to B.monkeyify my hair...

Physical Anthro, waiting for class to start.

I got a 65 on my neuroethology exam...FUCK!

Being in --'s class made me feel better.

I totally get med student's disease...

It's so cold in here...

I don't know, the environment on campus just feels so..tense.

I spent $150 on Amazon.

I just realized that next week is name deleted's birthday.

I have to decide if I'm going to wish him a happy birthday.

I mean, I think I'm upset mostly on principle...

Sigh, I still want to do primate work,dammit.

For some reason, a feeling washed over me last night which made me feel better.

I wondered...

how can I bring in the alternate path?

More on the Moon...

be half-mad with impulse...

I had nightmares.

Oh yeah and in the dream I assumed they put me in the 'slow' section because I had a bad score on my cognitive tests but as I overheard them making fun of me I realized it may have been just that they didn't like me...

Well, the bright side is, running participants wasn't nearly as bad as my lab dream...

I felt like I shouldn't have eaten that whole bowl of past but...oh well.

I had a bad day at the lab.

I was flustered and pissed that I couldn't get to class ahead of time because of all that shit at the lab...

I just saw cute guy with glasses (tm).

So I'm a little freaked out by -- today. I had a,well,creepy dream about him.

I like to think it's symbolic.

Strange dream...

There is turning back. but it's different. It's all about will now and change.

I'm going to start keeping a diary in Italian, I think.

Later. Lost Highway is almost putting MEto sleep.

feeling...chipper!

Rob and I are joking a lot.

Especially about cheese.

Something's...wrong. I think.

What I'm doing. Where it's going. It's all wrong.

How do I make it right again?