tilt my face toward the sky

Urgh. I have a million things to post about. Will later, hopefully.



[EDIT] RE: results - Uh, I've been told before that I live in my own little world. I've gotten to know myself pretty well in the last year or so - nothing like months of introspection to do the trick =| - but I never thought of myself that way so I thought my friends were joking and/or exaggerating. Guess not. Don't know what to make of this, to tell you the truth.

Firefox is an awesome browser. Obvious win over IE - better security, visually more appealing, way more features, much more user-friendly and efficient. Microsoft totally jumped on the tabbing bandwagon for IE7, and eons too late at that.

My favourite feature is the fact that Firefox will save the session and load it back up the next time you open it. Not just the page(s) you happened to be on at the time you shut the browser either, it'll be exactly as you closed it last, including all the pages you browsed before and after in each tab. Amazing stuff. No more bookmarking every single page you need to revisit maybe once in the near future.

Therein lies the problem.

I keep leaving tabs upon tabs open because I need to do a follow-up of some sort at a later time, and being lazy as I am, I leave the following-up until too late and I do something stupid to lose all my tabs. And of course, I'm lucky if I remember even one of the sites that were there.

Damn. I had a whole series of tabs open that I wanted to download things from. Aargh. I could go through my history to figure it out, but guess what. I keep 60 days worth of pages visited. I don't even want to think about how long it's going to take to sift through all of that. Last time I just kinda gave up and forgot about it.

*headdesk*

So.

Browsing through f-list again.

Prince of Tennis is OVER?!

What? When? How? Why?

Now I really have to go download chapters.

Must. Resist. Until. Spring. Break. *wills self to go to study for physics test*



Er. Although that doesn't stop any of you from filling me in, possibly?

もうどうでもいい。
何が起こってもだいたい気にしないようになった。無関心ではない、たしかに気にはなるけど、どんな問題とかするべき事に対しても何もしなくなった。出来ないって言うか、何もする気が起こらないし、気にしたくも、心配したくもない。疲れた。
まぁ、私の性格的にはそんなに何でもほうっとく事が出来るかどうか、分からないけど。

帰るまで一週間しか残ってない。その前何か解決出来ますように。

I keep coming with a million things to post about, but I forget just as often. Not to mention that I've had more than enough trouble keeping my godawful life together for the last couple of weeks.

But two posts is pretty miserable for an attempt at keeping a regular journal, even by my standards, so quick post today.

I've been sick since Friday, but I took the day off to sleep and I felt much better yesterday so I thought the worst was over.

Ha, wishful thinking.

I woke up this morning with a bitch of a dry throat - my throat is absolutely raw from coughing all day. I went through a whole freaking box of kleenex - and not those small boxes, I mean those regular-sized ones you keep in your room at home. And I have a million things to do for tomorrow, overdue assignments from the absolute disaster of a week I just had.

I have zero motivation. Sometime in the last few weeks I just stopped giving a shit.

I'm tired. I want to go home. T-minus 11 days. Only in my head, I've been on that plane for a good week now.

God. Am I even going to last that long?

*headdesk*