This small blister appeared on my finger one day, out of nowhere. Perhaps I sub/unconsciously rubbed it against something, or perhaps it's an allergic reaction to something I ate. This is not surprising, I've had worse allergic reactions. Remember the few bouts of rashes that almost made me kill myself? Meh, the blister should disappear pretty soon.
Something upset me tonight, I don't quite feel like typing about it yet. It isn't really that bad, though it struck me pretty hard.
On another topic, I find myself feeling less self-conscious around my Love. I guess we have been spending a lot of time together, and I think I've gotten used to seeing him and being around him. I feel so comfortable around him, conversation just comes naturally, among other things. It is somewhat therapeutic, his company, it works almost as well as a glass of milk.
My day wasn't that great, now that I think about it. First thing in the morning, I was told I had to skip lecture for choir. Dilemma, dilemma. They made me choose. I really didn't want to miss lecture (on Principles of Inorganic and Physical Chemistry), because everyone in class is so 'on' and hardworking, and the lecturer goes through the topics really quickly. I'm so afraid of falling behind, and in the first week, too! It was a work v.s. play dilemma. Work is studies, play is choir. Play won the battle, and I went for choir at the stated time, missing an hour of valuable lecture time. Now, it is my job to catch up on what ever I missed out on. Oh, and to complete a pile of homework.
Talk about stressful.
I keep wanting to work on my Ciaccona but haven't found the time. It's been hectic during the past few weeks, but when the schedule stabilizes, I shall then sit at the library, writing music and stories on my laptop. After I finish studying. :D Kiasu.
I love it that nobody's perfect; it's part of their charm.
Something upset me tonight, I don't quite feel like typing about it yet. It isn't really that bad, though it struck me pretty hard.
On another topic, I find myself feeling less self-conscious around my Love. I guess we have been spending a lot of time together, and I think I've gotten used to seeing him and being around him. I feel so comfortable around him, conversation just comes naturally, among other things. It is somewhat therapeutic, his company, it works almost as well as a glass of milk.
My day wasn't that great, now that I think about it. First thing in the morning, I was told I had to skip lecture for choir. Dilemma, dilemma. They made me choose. I really didn't want to miss lecture (on Principles of Inorganic and Physical Chemistry), because everyone in class is so 'on' and hardworking, and the lecturer goes through the topics really quickly. I'm so afraid of falling behind, and in the first week, too! It was a work v.s. play dilemma. Work is studies, play is choir. Play won the battle, and I went for choir at the stated time, missing an hour of valuable lecture time. Now, it is my job to catch up on what ever I missed out on. Oh, and to complete a pile of homework.
Talk about stressful.
I keep wanting to work on my Ciaccona but haven't found the time. It's been hectic during the past few weeks, but when the schedule stabilizes, I shall then sit at the library, writing music and stories on my laptop. After I finish studying. :D Kiasu.
I love it that nobody's perfect; it's part of their charm.
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