Woah

So I was just thinking about how I’ve been snacking/eating ever since I got back to the apartment and the line all I do is eat eat came in my head and then I started continuing the lyrics..

All I do is eat, eat, eat no matter what

got food on my mind, I can never get enough

and every time I step up in the building

I rush to the food on the kitchen counter tops

….

and I stay there, I stay there

I don’t know how my body withstands all the abuse I give it during midterms/finals week. I sleep like 4 hours a day. I eat crappy food when nighttime rolls around. I drink some caffeine concentrate that’s supposed to be thrown out a few days ago. I can’t believe I’m still alert. I just take a 20 minute nap every few hours of studying and I’m good to go. Most of the time I stop studying not because I’m sleepy but because my brain doesn’t want to think anymore. Hopefully I can keep this 20 minute thing throughout  morning. Once the sun starts shining I should be set for the entire day. Every time I survive a midterm week I’m like never again. FInals comes around and same thing happens. You would think the 8th quarter would be when I finally learn my lesson but nope. 

Just gonna go off on a little rant. Don’t mind me. I’m freaken pissed off at how the grading is for the pchem quizzes this quarter. Last quarter I show sloppy work but I would get full credit for getting the answer correct. This time I get points deducted for sloppy work and incorrect sig figs. Da helll, when you get freaken 20 minutes for a quiz who has time to think about sig figs?? It’s not like I’m publishing my results on some scientific journal that I need to show neat work for reproducability.  He also NEVER mentioned ANYWHERE that you need to worry about sig figs. I would argue if he didn’t have the power to change my score to a zero. Ughh whatever must not fixate on this any longer. 

Oh inner tango lady you disappointed me a bit but at least I don’t regret giving in. 

I thought being sick would make me extremely tired and sleepy but it’s freaken 2:30 and I’m still wide awake. Damn you nyquil, why aren’t you knocking me out like you do all the insomniacs who abuse you.

Oh cliche moment how I wish you’d happen. 

When/if you have kids, don’t buy the same clothes they buy. Only buy clothes for them when they’re not old enough to shop for themselves. You think that you’re doing them a favor buying them these clothes in there teens/20s but you’re not. 

Maybe this is more a letter to my mom and aunt but I’m just going to write this down in case in the future I forget and adopt the mindset that I could be as cool and hip as my daughter and think my age shouldn’t define my style. Come on, there’s certain things that are just off limits. My mom has recently been obsessed with skinny jeans. I recently bought a few pair of jeans from Forever 21 and I had to buy her some too. It wasn’t easy accepting the fact that I wear the same jeans my mom wears. Yesterday at Wal-mart I started looking at these colorful jeggings. I’ve been on the lookout for a colorful pair that’s a reasonable price for a long ass time and I finally found it. You all know I have a love for colorful clothing articles. My mom chimes in saying she wants one too so I was like ok… When we got home she tried them on and she absolutely loved them. She kept going on and on about how she wants to return and buy more. My brother and I went back to Wal-mart today to return some stuff and then bought her the other available colors. Up to this point I’ve been ok. Not too happy but not angry. But my aunt just came in and starts talking about them and asking how they fit. I’m like they’re ok.. and then she said that she wants to get some too. The switch has been flipped. I’m not too fond of my aunt so I get pretty damn pissed off whenever I see she wants to wear something similar to what I wear. I don’t know if I ranted it on here or just to some people, but there was a time I was wearing my tiger crop top and she saw it and complimented it and told my mom to make one for her. Fuckkkk man. STOP DOING THAT. I’m just gonna give my pair away to my mom. Just let them have it. Fuck. I know I should be thinking it’s ok, just let them wear what they like but no it’s freaken difficult for me all right. I don’t like wearing the same things as people my own age let alone my mom and aunt. Whatever its ok I’ll live, I just won’t wear anything nice around them. 

Edit: I just realized that my note didn’t really connect to what I just wrote about with them wearing the same clothes I wear. I forgot to mention that my mom and aunt likes to go shopping and come back with some clothing for me that are way too mature. I don’t like it. Then my mom feels bad when I don’t accept it so I have to reluctantly give in all the time.