Was really pissed off with Noah this morning, and came THIS close to calling him just so I could curse and swear over the phone. But I decided to reprimand him professionally instead.
Tariq Ramadan is a brilliant man.
I’ve just had my first real meal in 6 days.
I’ve been accepted by Sarah Bonnell School, so my summer internship is finally taking shape. But for some reason, I am not as overwhelmingly happy as I should be.
FTT is on Wednesday.
I’ve been watching videos on TED all day instead of studying for my FTT and reading Hume & Kant.
I feel bad for being completely lackluster over Skype every morning. It’s not that I have nothing to say, I’m just really not a morning person! My mouth just doesn’t feel like it belongs to me at 07:00. So I’m usually staring at dom’s face, as I listen to him talk about himself before falling back into bed.
I almost always end up regretting not saying more hours later.
But, I will never be able to build a body out of words.
I also drank a cup of vietnamese drip coffee, and now my heart feels like it’s about to explode.