I'm not so good w/ bio >_<
In terms of trying. So I crawled into bed last night trying to fit Population Dynamics with the rest of the course. And this morning, I was still thinking about it.
I wonder if it's really easy and I'm just thinking too hard.

Ah. Maybe I should do data.

Tomorrow. What i'm going to do


1) Index Cards or HUGE SHEETS OF PAPER TAPED TOGETHER

2) A list of all the headings we've done

3) Coloured markers, or blinding colours of gel pens

4) LOL CMAP

5) ???

6) ESSAY!?


...I dunno. I figured if she wants us to link everything in the essay, I might as well just link everything first and then...BS something to fit the topic.

Lately, I've been neglecting aeri_s  a lot! A summary comparison of the past fivedays is pretty...blatant.

aeri_s	atenishinai
Tada~ (June 9) None (June 9) None (June 9) None (June 11) Hm~ (June 11)	jklasJFKLDJSKLJS (June 8) ...UH NO  (June 9) XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD (June 10) Wyyyynaut!  (June 10) And then came the morning (June 11) *ding*  (June 11) <3  (June 11/12) Would a rose be as sweet by any other name?  (June 12) and there's raindrops on the roses  (June 12) Drabbles Meme!  (June 12) coherent entry?  (June 13) I hate life ;_;  (June 13)

Somehow, it's 2:30 PM on a thursday afternoon, I've hit "ctrl+r" on my f-list too many times, have a cramped hand from too many hours of tetris and clicking pokemon eggs, and still have no motivation to open the bio textbook.

...Aeris fails.

Oh gods.
My throat hurts and my head hurts and the back of my throat burns and my nose is stuffy and please don't tell me I'm sick.

...I've also spent half an hour.
On one sentence.

Someone shoot me now.

5:35, a NwB drama and 3000 words later, .signal. is sort of done.
Don't die on me.
I have you saved in 3 places.

And I have bits and pieces of Change. So I can probably do that tomorrow...Or tomorrow night.

G'night sweet prince, may flights of angels sing thee to thy rest and by sweet prince I mean...I dunno what I mean.

But either way. Good night. Or Good morning.

...Now why would you go through my open entries when you have an English ISU due? I just realised that you probably went through a couple pages of failetry. fail!poetry. faoetry. ...I dunno.
Don't blame me if you fail yo~

I do not like this assignment. I am listening to the dude talk again. I also have no idea what I expected in the first place.
Why did I take AP? (in before "because you're dumb")

I should also maybe start my English presentation!?

We went to the German party thing afterschool, where basically we ate cake. And represented German students. And talked about coffee and tea.

...Complex fluids is a important matter. Silicon is important. Magnets are important. Rotating non-permanent magnets are super super powerful. The system is so clean that the electrons travel millimeters before they scatter. Facebook stalking is vaguely amusing.


[Edit: so it's almost 12 and I have not started the summary. Oh wait, I have a paragraph. And notes. But. FAIL AERIS FAIL. Also. I was a bit of an idiot and did a whole bunch of repetitions of supus and now I ache. I clearly have no concept of the idea of "easing in". I also have a beautifully patterned bruise on my elbow courtesy of turf and ultimate. Fun stuff.]

[Edit 2: Almost 2 AM, finally finished summary. Time to do the form. Watch me get sick!]

omfg.

Or something along those lines. You have got to be kidding me.
Someone tell those bugs to STAY AWAY FROM MY NECK. In particular, just above my collar bone.
So not only is it itchy as hell 'cause it's on a bone ish area.

...Why me. Again?

The rain pounds against the window. There’s no other word for it – it doesn’t drizzle, drip, flutter, or tap. Relentless sheets, waves, driven by the wind, delivered in droves from the clouds above.

We’re standing so close that I can taste your breath, that I can hear your thoughts. I hold still – as do you. A thin line lies between us, where one false move will send us careening into a kiss unprepared. I raise my hand – to brush away the strand of brown that covers your eye, to tuck the strand of black behind my ear – and you catch my wrist, trap it like a muskrat’s hind foot.

Your eyes -

 

( ...where the heck did the muskrat come from? )

Memoirs of a Shoujo Manga Heroine

His lips tasted like blood
As we drew away I remembered
Vanilla.
Tomatoes.
Heat.that darts away when the cat comes to play.

I should ask

I. Am not pleased.

Physics in the morning, Calculus in the afternoon? On the first day of exams? What.

[And then everyone who doesn't have bio and data can be on vacation starting from June 11. Unfortunately, I do have both. FML.]

I hate you more than you hate me –

I’m nice – you’re not – I think you suck.

You’re crazy if you disagree.

 

( allow me to prove how my hate is stronger than yours - villanelle form )

 

 

 

 

Also. I honestly cannot bring myself to care about Kizuna anymore.

guh.