March 15, 2005 :: 3:10 p.m.
of fruits and menstruation
So I was feeling all gross and bloated before bed last night, and then WHAM! Cramps from Hades. HADES, I tell you. I cried. I haven't had cramps that bad in years, since I started taking the pill. That's actually one of the reasons I started taking it - my cramps were horrendous. Like bawling and blacking out and shit. Needless to say, last night sucked. Curling up in a fetal position and crying does not a good night's sleep make. Today has been better, but still unpleasant. I think all those afflicted with monthly crotchal bleeding should be given tacit permission to take a few days off school when necessary, because honestly, the only thing worse than sitting through a mind-numbingly boring class is sitting through a mind-numbingly boring class while your uterus mutinies. Seriously.
I got my art history midterm back tonight. 117.5%, thank you very much. He counted four questions (25 points worth) as extra credit, so it was possible to get 125 points overall. It was graded as X/100, so I ended up with 117.5/100. But since I don't think you can officially get a grade higher than 100%, let's just call it that. I'm pretty sure I got the highest actual score in the class, which warms my academically insecure heart to the core. Shut up, we all have our issues. Let me bask in my perfect score.
Right now I'm trying to revise my essay for Creative Nonfiction, which is just... ugh. I hate revising. Once I finish writing something I totally lose interest in it. That's why I'll never be a novelist - I'd write two chapters, call it a day, and then never work up the motivation to write anything more. I think I'd get a good grade even if I handed it in without revisions, but I can't deal with the nagging thought that maybe I wouldn't. So I'm revising. It sucks. I suspect I won't be revising for very long.
I know that part of the reason I've been feeling asstacular lately is that my eating habits have taken a graceful dive into the toilet, so as of tomorrow I'm going to make a pointed effort to eat more real food and less crap. I didn't feel like cooking something to take to school for lunch, so it crossed my mind to just get some fries at House of Pizza, but I kicked that thought to the curb and came up with a much better solution. I made myself an enormous fruit salad with fresh pineapple, red grapes, clementine sections, strawberries, and sliced almonds. And when I say enormous, I do mean enormous - it's packed into a 4-cup tupperware container. Along with a vanilla soy yogurt, it should be plenty for lunch and a snack between classes. I'm looking forward to it, because I'm a dork. A dork who loves fruit. I'm a fruit dork.
Hear me roar.
Anyway, I want to get this essay done so I can get a decent amount of sleep tonight. Peace out, yo.
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I like pina coladas - March 30, 2005
must... finish... projects... - March 22, 2005
Mr. Postman delivers the good stuff - March 18, 2005
when everything is bad - March 16, 2005
of fruits and menstruation - March 15, 2005