Buried in snow.

I feel like I'm evoking weird reactions.

That conversation with --was sort of awkward.

I lost weight.

name deleted was being all weird to me because she and name deleted were badmouthing me behind my back.

Does all paranoia have a grain of truth? How big is that grain?

Noon. Self consciousness rears its ugly head.

The lab is...weird.

I'm a faker. I'm a phony. I'm never going to be able to do this.

Pretentious girl is here. God.

--It's not ephedrine that made me confuse you with the other guy whe I got a closer look, I saw. I just need new glasses. It's the ephedrine that makes me friendly is all...

I hate people.

I've been sick for days.

Rob's been working long hours. I've been missing him. and worrying,too, fears of him driving on so little sleep...in the snow...

and having odd dreams.

This cough sucks.

I'm sick of feeling sick all the time.

Who was I kidding to think I could go into social? It's such bullshit.

I guess I'm not going into neuroscience after all. My mind just isn't technical enough. Besides, I feel like a liar...a fake...a phony.

I'm slowly but surely feeling better but my neck and shoulder are killing me.

Calm finally washed over me with the whole Philosophy thing, but I haven't decided if I want to try next year or take an extra year...

Odd dreams last night...included howler monkeys.

My shoulder hurts, but not as badly as it has.

I think my emptiness is tied in with this frustrated, stuck feeling. This malaise, this ennui. Just being stuck as an undergrad...

I'm kidding myself with clinical--it's not what I want anymore.

March 19,2005

Loss of nerve?

I've got to get away

Ockham's Razor.

I lost my hairtie, dammit.

I've been trying to decide what to do when I should be trying to decide what to know.

In other words, if I can't fit in with the practical world...don't try.

Another cut price epiphany...

I saw name deleted..is that his name? My labmate.I feel like such an outcast among them. They're...so...weird!

Clinical psych was okay today. But somehow I got a weird vibe.

I'm worried about the grade I got in --'s class.

Like...not dislike per se, but more...>
March 27,2005

God, I hate people.

It's been a couple of days since I've written. Or something like that.

As I was answering the question, he cut me off.

I can't take my bird class.

I told him, I was starting to think that comparative psych news was following me around and posting articles based on what I was studying.

I told her about my prairie vole paper.