So, here I am, with a midterm to study for and a chapter of French reading to do but watching RDJ clips on youtube and posting on LJ instead. How glorious is my life right now?
The day started off bad. When I opened my eyes it was 12:30pm and I realized that I set the alarm but I hadn't turned it on. So I missed two important classes and I wanted to hit myself over the head. I got up quickly, changed into sweats and headed to Yoga. The weather was awful today and that obviously didn't help my feeling down on my luck and unmotivated. I went into Yoga expecting to do some downward dog and warrior poses but we had a guest speaker who spoke and taught us meditation. I had never tried it before so I thought it might be nice to immerse myself for the class, see what it's like.
It was strange. There were many thoughts and many urges to fidget or itch but I almost felt paralyzed in the pose and it was incredibly hard to move. My mind felt clear and my walk to Personality lecture was crisp and fresh. But there, I immersed myself back into my daily routine of worrying and sorting out what I have to do instead of what I am doing.
I always told myself and other people that I don't worry about things. I wanted to believe that I wasn't much of a worrier but today I realized that I worry excessively. After arriving at Duke, I developed a strange OCD-type attitude towards time and when I would go somewhere, meet someone or do something. If a time wasn't set the day before, it made me anxious and nervous. Yeah. That's what I realized today.
My friend came over and we had some nice bonding time over a pot of hot ramen and it was just what I needed on a shitty, rainy day. I felt a little better and proceeded to procrastinate and do anything else but study for the Italian midterm and read the French reading. Which is what I'm still doing I guess. Not good.
On the bright side, my cold has gotten better and I just have a bit of phlegm in my cough and not much more. I did give it to a couple of my hallmates though and they are now suffering, so I took pity and gave them some medicine. That's what sucks about living in a college dormitory: if one person is infected, the rest of the dorm is soon to follow. This time, i guess I was the perp.
I guess I'm getting back into the LJ groove but I'm going through another diary phase. Wish me luck with this one, maybe it'll last.
And I apologize for the lack of writing tact in this entry. For some reason my ability to write is getting worse and I think it's because I'm not getting much practice anymore. Back when I used to write fanfiction, it was my daily workout but now I don't have any of that. I really need to write more.
Picspam for today:

Try and tell me that this isn't adorable.