27 April 1999

I had nothing but chemistry all day today. But it wasn't too bad. The two lectures in the morning were okay, even if my hand almost fell off in Chem201 from al the writing we needed to do. And my lab was quite fun. I even don't mind my lab supervisor anymore, after how nice he was to me last week when I was sick. Though the high point of my lab was when my reaction mixture slipped out of the clamp and landed in the ice water, so it wasn't quite as well reacted as it should have been. but I used it anyway and my resuts weren't bad at all. And the lab finished early, it only took three hours.
Then on the way out I meet up with my ex, who gave me a ride home and saved me from walking. And I am over him. Well my concious mind knows it, it's just that my subconcious hates me and seems to like holding onto dreams. If my subconcious had it's way I would spend my whole life pinning over my unrequited love from seventh form. No, actually, I think it's trying to make my life suck as much as possible so that I'll do myself in and let it off sharing a head with the rest of what is going on in here. Or something like that.
What is really unfair is that my little brother got a furby today, and i so deserve one more. Anyway, i should start the chem report I have to hand in tomorrow, then start my essay on Northanger Abbey (which I still haven't read, and now don't have time too). buh-bye.