Continuity
The beeping in my room won't stop, but at least now I've got earplugs. What worries me about that is whether or not I'll be able to hear my alarm in the morning - just having my right ear on my pillow makes it difficult to wake up, what are earplugs going to do?
Okay, so the part of my mood that's ruled by television is pretty much still on this. Is it Thursday yet?
'Heroes' did its best to cheer me up and succeeded somewhat (although Kring really needs to stop doing stupid, mean cliffhangers like this week's). Mama Petrelli, who are you and what is your game? And what the hell was that? Was that me actually feeling a bit sad for Sylar? No, no, no, I didn't feel sorry at all for the scary psychopathic murderer, I just got something in my eye (see, I told you that I get emotional easily - you believe me now?).
The part of me that's not ruled by television - it's a small part, I'll give you that, but it exists - is busy being stressed out. Why on Earth do they insist on piling everything on us these last few weeks? Frida, you have my deepest sympathies with neurolinguistics and biology on top of everything.
The prosody home exam hasn't even been handed out, and it terrifies me already. I feel like I've understood basically nothing of this course. Written exchange from Wednesday's lecture: "You understand anything?" "Nope." Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming...
Also?
Okay, so the part of my mood that's ruled by television is pretty much still on this. Is it Thursday yet?'Heroes' did its best to cheer me up and succeeded somewhat (although Kring really needs to stop doing stupid, mean cliffhangers like this week's). Mama Petrelli, who are you and what is your game? And what the hell was that? Was that me actually feeling a bit sad for Sylar? No, no, no, I didn't feel sorry at all for the scary psychopathic murderer, I just got something in my eye (see, I told you that I get emotional easily - you believe me now?).
The part of me that's not ruled by television - it's a small part, I'll give you that, but it exists - is busy being stressed out. Why on Earth do they insist on piling everything on us these last few weeks? Frida, you have my deepest sympathies with neurolinguistics and biology on top of everything.
The prosody home exam hasn't even been handed out, and it terrifies me already. I feel like I've understood basically nothing of this course. Written exchange from Wednesday's lecture: "You understand anything?" "Nope." Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming...
Also?
3 comments:
You haven't found the beep yet? Lock all the doors, call the school to say you're not coming, and put on your ninja costume. Beeping doesn't just pop up.
It's a sign. Or maybe it's Morse Code? Slow, mentally handicapped Morse Code?
Also, an anagram :
The Morse Code = Here Come Dots
:)
A ninja costume? I'm supposed to attack the beeping with Ninjutsu? ;)
You know, it actually does kinda sound like Morse. It's not so much a beeping as an irregular, high note, really. Earplugs shut it out, though! But the waking up issue remains.
Here Come Dots. Awesome.
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