あたまがいたい！

Boy has it been a long day. I never went to bed last night. By the time I was really ready to, it was already 6am. I knew if I wanted to not sleep through my midterm Id have to stay up, so I hopped in the shower for a nice revitalization and got dressed for the day.

I left my apt around 10 after making breakfast and cleaning a bit, and took my bike uphill across campus for a little over a mile. I was so tired from the lack of sleep it was embarrassing. I then picked up my ochem midterm, and didn’t do as well as I felt, leading me to not want to cram anymore for my computer midterm. I kinda just sat out on top of one of the buildings, trying to soak up some uv rays. Apparently sunlight is supposed to make you happier, fight depression, and the like. When I was sitting up there I saw tour groups walking around campus. It really was such a nice day to check out the school; sunny and semi-cool. It made me think back to when I was the person in the tour group, and then I thought of everything I have done since then, making me wish I could go back and change a lot of things. That really wasn’t what I wanted to be thinking about, regrets and the like never are fun and don’t make you feel good. I saw parents with their kids and I really missed my family at home. I wish I could talk to them about how I feel right now at school; but what with everything going on anymore it just never feels like the time or that it’s appropriate, or that they either would over react or not care--I’d rather just not.

So sitting on top of the building I remembered that I was near where I lived the previous year, where they have piano rooms that require a key, making them waay better quality then the ones close to my apartment. I felt the urge to screw thinking about school, and just go play some piano. I go and get a key, and walk into my small dark room with just a piano. I sit down and everything I played just sucked. I wasn’t in any mood to be good, my fingers wouldn’t move right. I didn’t have the feeling. So then I start just making gibberish, playing all the things im feeling--sadness, loneliness, exclusion, exertion. It came out to be a very lovely tune; very me, very now. I kept the basic melody and tried to perfect it with what I was feeling and the music in my head, getting it right on the keys. Over and over, so as not to forget. And then I remember, I have my camera. I pull it out and recorded the basic three part melody I could get in in the time. It’s not much, but it’s the beginning. I’m planning on perfecting this song. It would be my real 'first' composition. I have some little ditties and the like that my mom loves, her favorite, "flowers and lace". I swear I made that one when I was like 11, but she always insists, "Play it Manda. The flowers one-" And she'll start dancing, singing "Flowers, flowers, flowers and lace. What I will wear on my wed-ding day. Flowers, flowers, flowers and lace. Oh what a glo-ri-ous daay. More Manda! Mooore" hmm...

But anyways after an hour on the piano (which seemed like a mere 15 mins), I left and walked over to where my midterm would be. I sat outside, called my parents, talked about how my dad needs to "see some a's" and how I’ll be paying for tuition. It wasn’t really a fun conversation, but it’s still my parents and they wished me luck on my midterm. Walking into the classroom I sat down, waiting for the test. Not 45 mins later I turn it back in, not wanting to beat myself up about the ones I was iffy on . It was relatively easy-ish, but he subtracts points for answers that are wrong. So if you said T when its F is -1pt instead of just 0--it really takes your grade down fast. You have to be sure about your answers. I leave and call my dad reassuring him I did decent. Once I get to the bottom of the hill I realize that I had ridden my bike to class. I turn around, walk back up the hill to get my bike and ride it back home.

I found someone's id on the ground today too. I looked him up and emailed him that I found it. He seemed really happy and said he would pick it up later. "Thanks so much" (He says as I pass him his card). That felt good.

Now I’m really tired and I still have genetics hw that I haven’t looked at. She’s so tricky too. Maybe I’ll nap and wake up later tonight. Until tomorrow,



I didnt like my picture, but my eyes were so green (on building). The other is the morning fog

“Atama ga itai!” My head hurts!

~Yomi

"Success is not measured by what you accomplish, but by the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained during the struggle against overwhelming odds" --Orison Swett Mard

ゾンビと枕と病気。オマイ～！！

It’s like a warzone here. Dark 24.7, Warm, Bodies strewn about, on the couch, the floor, flickering and hum of the tv down low--distant painful moans coming from rooms next door. Comfort items, blankets, slippers, socks all over the place...cursing, thudding of heavy feet, and...salt water gargling???... o.O

So. Basically everyone is sick in my apartment, and I’ve been trying to keep them away from me like a perfectly healthy person keeps away viral ridden zombies. (minus any chain saw, shotgun, nail gun, flamethrower, battering-ram buses, or any other zombie keeping away tactics people use)...but really though, my roommate and I seem to be the only two healthy people left, and I would LOVE to keep it that way. One of our roommates has mono and strep, the other--stomach aches, the third? just realllly sick...and she stole my pillow -_-. So pretty much my second pillow (practically my only one, since the one I’m using now has been condensed into nothing more than a handful of lumpy feathers), is covered in nasty, virally, coughy, crappy feeling no good sickness. "Don’t worry" she says, "I'm not sleeping directly on it. You should be fine when I give it back." haha yeah, That baby's going directly in the washer, by itself, for a good cleaning. Whenever I get it back that is.

Its funny how sometimes people get you to do things, give things, eat things, or be kind and 'lend things' that no one in their right mind would ever mean to do. I mean, would you willingly give the next carrier of the black lung your pillow, when she obviously has good ones of her own? Nah..but it happens, with those manipulative question/statements that have you lending before you even realize it.

a door opens, you look, startled, and out from the blackness walks a friend you once knew, grayed skin, lopsided hair, pajama pants stuffed into her socks. She emits a visible air of poison, destruction, and sickness coming from her room
"Hey Amanda *cough cough* do you have two pillows.?"
?? Uhh..kinda..Yeah, I guess...why??
"Oh good so I can *cough HACK* have one to prop myself with?"
No!?! Um..well...uhh..I..kinda..
"Goooood, *laughCoughHack* I’ll go grab it. *cough cough* Have it back to you by tomorrow"
Wai...?? AH!
and she escapes, grabbing your pillow and shutting her door before you can even utter a word of resistance..

*three days later*....no pillow, and still spraying my room with Lysol any chance I get. Getting out of bed is already hard enough as it is, I don’t want to add mono or some other crazy viral bad boy to the mix. Living on campus is so bad; too many people are over-stressed and under-rested, leaving them with crap immune systems and spreading sickness like crazy. Last year was bad enough, I ended up in the urgent care twice, and emergency room once in one weekend, all because I came down with....kidney infection, and that’s no joke...I almost had complete kidney failure, woke up with 106 temperature and went to the ER at 2am, shakes, chills, nausea, no fun and dropped classes. The lady at the urgent care said, "Oh, I thought you might have a kidney infection, why didn’t you come in earlier when you felt you were sick with a *I know, embarrassing* urinary tract infection?" Well, OBVsiously lady I didn’t know I had one until I woke up and couldn’t even walk. Needless to say, after that and being sick with a cold every other two weeks, I vowed to stay virtually healthy this year at school, which so far has been going pretty smoothly *knocks on wood*.

But anyways, so other than hiding all day in my room I tried to get out and use the pianos here to practice a new song, Mozart’s piano sonata no.11 in A major. I’m not usually into learning that many classical pieces, I generally opt for the more full-of-feeling pieces that are in shows like Hoshi no Koe, Princess Mononoke, Spirited Away, etc...But, when I was studying last week that piece came up on Pandora and it just sounds so fun I want to learn it. However, the piano rooms have been full all day (and the ones by where I live are really baaaad pianos, but it works when in need). Also, I haven’t taken formal lessons since 8th grade, so needless to say my skills are lacking, but if I find something I really like and I have the tune in my head I can generally figure it out on the piano.



I should make dinner soon, but I’m also out of tofu...so it’ll probably end up being yakisoba tonight with only veggies. I’m already having tofu withdrawals, but I won’t get to the store until after spring break most likely. Oh, An Na just said she might take me to a party later tonight, hmmm, that could make for an interesting story tomorrow, seeing as I haven’t been out since my "friends" left me at a frat party 30 mins off campus the first week of school...but, goodnight all and good luck with everything that’s going on in your lives



"zonbito makurato byouki. OMAI~!" Zombies and pillows and sickness. Oh my!

~Yomi

"Hey. Nice shirt. Can I solve your puzzle?? *wink*" ~pizza guy

(lame attempt to pick me up)