Today I'm going to clean! Although it doesn't really matter because the house gets messy immediately after I clean. Still, I want to clean!
I bought a hula hoop yesterday from Walmart. My house is just big enough for me to use it. It's fun! There's a bit of water in it, or some kind of fluid, so it's kind of strange to use at first.
Hm..I've got one more chapter to read from my mushroom book. It's the first time in my life that I've felt like I wanted to highlight a book, which is an awful blasphemous thing to do. So, I'm going to have to make some note cards. Then I have to make sure to study up on some terms from class! There were quite a few new ones since the last test.
Oh, and I shouldn't forget about linear algebra. I will get around to doing that before the dead line too!
Hm....so if I were to break everything down:
2 hrs Cleaning
2 hrs Mushrooms
4 hrs Linear Algebra
I've doubled the times I think I'll need because that's how things always seem to work out!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
not-friends
Today Ash and I decided not to be friends anymore. I think that's good. I do feel a bit sick, as in somewhat nauseated, but I think that will pass soon. I guess she did a lot of things that were kind of irritating to me, and vice versa. She didn't like me lecturing her about doing things at the last minute, but I get irritated when she tells me a time, and she's literally HOURS late. Since we don't even see each other much, I think the only thing that will really change is the context of our interactions.
I'm glad...it was kind of frustrating...like watching a kid button up his shirt. I know I need to just let her do things, but it's better if I'm not around to watch. I was also angry a lot. I'm not sure why I was so angry, but there's a good chance that I was angry because she just wasn't being a good friend. What I mean by good friend is based on interactions.
One of these days, I'll put my criteria down exactly, but then again...it should just be right, shouldn't it?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Morbidity
As I'm painting, I realize how I'm never going to be good enough. Ever. It's kind of a strange feeling. It leads me to think that perhaps I shouldn't paint. If I don't paint, and I don't think those things, I may live a longer life. I wonder why these thoughts pop into my head suddenly. I enjoy painting though, but I wonder if it has to always be dark for me. I wonder why I'm never good enough.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Gloated...now Sick
I was astonished that I hadn't gotten sick since the beginning of the year...now it has happened. FML! I was doing so well too. I thought I was feeling off because of the zombies, but now my body ache is more pronounced and more general than local. I guess this explains the tiredness too. Maaan....
Zombie
I'm not sure what prompted this dream, but it was very scary. I feel like my family was there, as well as this other family. I was in both of them as two different people. In the family much like my own, I was asleep in a chamber. We weren't expecting zombies, me and one other person...I don't know why we were in the chamber, but it was protected by a barrier. When the barrier was broken momentarily, we were detected. From there, the dream started going down hill.
In the other family, the woman with two girls, and a red headed, bearded motor cycle husband, knew about the down hill turn. I'm not sure how she found out exactly, but she seemed to have been tipped off from the future. She was selling everything. Her possessions at first, then more and more things from her house. Until finally she sold her house. This woman was teaching her two daughters how to survive and get by. I also feel like she was getting ready to be able to move; to be nomadic.
The zombie infestation got worse. What was strange was when I was in the chamber, I had three automatic rifles. When the barrier broke, I couldn't find them. Instead, our weapons box was filled with 9 mm guns which could barely stun a zombie. There was also an electric gun, which would be quite effective, but required delicate fuses. The fuses were difficult to construct.
From there, I was at the shelter where I met the family. It's strange being the same and being separate at the same time. I was the smaller girl. I knew because of the bugs. Sometimes trying to figure out who I am is difficult, because often time, I am seeing myself in third person. The perspective switches.
Eventually, the city was no longer safe to occupy. Well, relatively speaking. So we all had to make a run for it. It was scary because if we left the city, we knew that the automatic defense system had to be left. That system helped us out a lot because there were too many zombies. My brother was taking care of a lot of them, but even he couldn't keep up after the infestation started to reach critical mass.
I am not sure where the military came from. We were one of many families that decided to flee. The military was set up with a big gun, and some smaller 60 caliber guns to provide cover fire. The apathy and complete disregard for the situation made me wonder where they came from. I suppose, the didn't have a zombie infestation back there.
Once we got away, I saw planes fly over head. For some reason, they were going to carpet bomb the city, but they didn't prepare enough explosives. This was a disaster! There was a crucial part that needed to be destroyed. Later I saw that, it was literally the brain. There was the brain and nervous system of the city. The brain was calm and collected. I guess it knew about the attack, and had something planned.
So the city was in ruins. The infrastructure was in ruins. And the people who were left behind were subjected to inflation. I'm not sure why the dream ends with inflation. There was a sign at the gas pump, 2.56. People were in line to fill their cars. But as they became less and less able to pay, parts were taken from their cars. This continued until they were charged merely for walking.
There were no signs of the zombie. I felt like the city set that up, but it was as if the infestation never happened. Maybe it was a manifestation of something else. There were a lot of things I didn't know, like the significance of the barrier. It was sort of this false safety. When the zombies appeared the barrier was still up, so I was very shocked to see one! I don't know why the military didn't do a good job. I didn't know why the city was run so poorly. It was supposed to be a "smart" city. I wonder if it was because the loss of human perspective that played a role.
When I woke up, I had a headache and my shoulder was killing me! Miu was thirsty, so she woke me up. Now that she's set, she's laying loudly on my chest. She's cute though! I'll have to get ready for school soon.
In the other family, the woman with two girls, and a red headed, bearded motor cycle husband, knew about the down hill turn. I'm not sure how she found out exactly, but she seemed to have been tipped off from the future. She was selling everything. Her possessions at first, then more and more things from her house. Until finally she sold her house. This woman was teaching her two daughters how to survive and get by. I also feel like she was getting ready to be able to move; to be nomadic.
The zombie infestation got worse. What was strange was when I was in the chamber, I had three automatic rifles. When the barrier broke, I couldn't find them. Instead, our weapons box was filled with 9 mm guns which could barely stun a zombie. There was also an electric gun, which would be quite effective, but required delicate fuses. The fuses were difficult to construct.
From there, I was at the shelter where I met the family. It's strange being the same and being separate at the same time. I was the smaller girl. I knew because of the bugs. Sometimes trying to figure out who I am is difficult, because often time, I am seeing myself in third person. The perspective switches.
Eventually, the city was no longer safe to occupy. Well, relatively speaking. So we all had to make a run for it. It was scary because if we left the city, we knew that the automatic defense system had to be left. That system helped us out a lot because there were too many zombies. My brother was taking care of a lot of them, but even he couldn't keep up after the infestation started to reach critical mass.
I am not sure where the military came from. We were one of many families that decided to flee. The military was set up with a big gun, and some smaller 60 caliber guns to provide cover fire. The apathy and complete disregard for the situation made me wonder where they came from. I suppose, the didn't have a zombie infestation back there.
Once we got away, I saw planes fly over head. For some reason, they were going to carpet bomb the city, but they didn't prepare enough explosives. This was a disaster! There was a crucial part that needed to be destroyed. Later I saw that, it was literally the brain. There was the brain and nervous system of the city. The brain was calm and collected. I guess it knew about the attack, and had something planned.
So the city was in ruins. The infrastructure was in ruins. And the people who were left behind were subjected to inflation. I'm not sure why the dream ends with inflation. There was a sign at the gas pump, 2.56. People were in line to fill their cars. But as they became less and less able to pay, parts were taken from their cars. This continued until they were charged merely for walking.
There were no signs of the zombie. I felt like the city set that up, but it was as if the infestation never happened. Maybe it was a manifestation of something else. There were a lot of things I didn't know, like the significance of the barrier. It was sort of this false safety. When the zombies appeared the barrier was still up, so I was very shocked to see one! I don't know why the military didn't do a good job. I didn't know why the city was run so poorly. It was supposed to be a "smart" city. I wonder if it was because the loss of human perspective that played a role.
When I woke up, I had a headache and my shoulder was killing me! Miu was thirsty, so she woke me up. Now that she's set, she's laying loudly on my chest. She's cute though! I'll have to get ready for school soon.
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