Then I failed. And I've forgotten almost all of them. I have a Lab Final on Wednesday. I can't forget that crap!
So I had to take things to a new extreme: draw the muscles myself.
And it actually seems to be helping. So far.
It's just about the most time consuming thing I've ever done for school though. Which may or may not be worth it in the end.
So I've been sitting on my bedroom floor with a blanket wrapped around me for hours drawing muscles whilst listening to Taylor Swift and The Fray. If you're a Taylor Swift hater, shut your face. Frankly, her songs just make me feel better when I'm feeling sorry for myself. Plus she has great curly hair. What's not to like about that?
I'm about to take a chainsaw to my face. It's breaking out to no end. Really bad. I would have taken a picture of my face for you...
Oh wait, no I wouldn't have! Sorry I'm not sorry.
It just makes me want to rip my face off. Seriously. I don't understand it. It could be the over amounts of dark chocolate I eat. But it breaks out even when I don't eat chocolate.
I've been doing some research and decided to cut out coffee for a while to see if that has been having any negative effects on my face. At this point, no coffee is becoming a very negative experience. Especially with Finals right around the corner. I'm not even that stressed yet. I don't know. It crossed my mind to start taking my acne medication again...
No hair < Zitty face
But it just so happens that I'd like to keep the hair that I have. So I decided against it for now.Speaking of Finals, I thought I'd share this inspirational picture. Is that not the best looking photo you've seen all day? I'm legit thinking of hanging this on my mirror or something so I can look at it every morning up until finals are over. Just so I can have him stare and smile at me every morning to make me feel more confident.
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| mhm |
I smell bad.
Not right now. Well, maybe I do and just don't realize it? Because that's been happening a lot these days. Hence why I've concluded that I'm just destined to smell bad.
A few weeks ago my brother informed me after over a month of my wearing a certain perfume that it smelled like hand sanitizer. I like using hand sanitizer, but I don't want to smell like it all over my body. That's straight up weird. So I had to quit wearing my perfume.
My Vibrams smell so bad that I had to wear astronaut shoes (tennis-shoes) to the gym tonight. I hated it. And working out without socks on is something I've grown quite fond of. My socks really were irking me tonight. They kept sliding down into my shoes.
And I did it again.
I shoved some tuna into my purse before I left the house yesterday so I could eat it for lunch at work.
We have a full kitchen in the office...so I opened the cans of tuna there and drained them in the sink. I guess I could have drank the juice to avoid the smell? Okay. No. That's disgusting. Why did I even type that? Someone smack me for being dumb.
So anyways, I sat in the back corner of the kitchen and quietly ate my tuna out of the can. Apparently it smelled up the whole back of the office. And EVERYONE complained about the nasty tuna smell. All of my coworkers hated me. Some of them were even talking about how they thought they could smell it on their clothes. They grounded me from my tuna. Can you believe that?! Blasphemy.
I personally thought it was hilarious though.
But I did end up having to disinfect the sink, wipe off anything that might have been 'juiced' by the tuna, spray the kitchen with smell-good, and take out the trash.
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| How I feel |
And from all this, I have thus concluded that I might as well smell bad all the time. I think I'm just going to wear my hand sanitizer perfume, eat tuna constantly, and wear my Vibrams without washing them. All the time. Who needs friends anyways? Or a job for that matter...
Man, that picture makes me miss watching Ren and Stimpy. I need to watch an episode tomorrow. Don't you think? I think I will. Because I literally haven't sat down and watched an episode of anything in months. I don't know how many months, but it's getting close to three. That's sad isn't it?
Well ya'll, I guess I'm going to finish another muscle drawing. Coffeeless too, so I'll probably fall asleep on top of my books like I did last night. Fun stuff. Except last night I fell asleep on top of Shakespeare's Hamlet with my light on until 4am. I don't want to talk about that though. No one wants to sleep with Hamlet. It's a disturbing experience. And it made me dream about messy closets...not even kidding.
I had to write a paper on that book, and every time I typed Hamlet, it came out Hamelt. And every time I typed Hamelt it made me want a Ham melt. I don't know what a Ham Melt is, but I was really hungry and it sounded freakin' good. I think a Ham Melt would consist of ham and cheese, right? Right.




I love coffee.






























