it's almost the end of the semester and i don't feel like doing anything. i don't know what i want to do with my life; graduate school or work... and if i choose graduate school, what will i do and where will i go? i just don't know right now. now is not a good time. i sit and type this as i stare at the book thrust into my hands: how to write a winning personal statement for graduate and professional schools. i'm starting to hyperventilate just thinking about it. god, i hate this school so much.

you know that new drug they have out now, clarinex? i actually did some work on that concept in high school @ NIH. so when you take your clarinex, think of me... but not when you're suing... think of the other scientists and pharmacudical companies instead... the ones with money...

discussion in about an hour and then african dance @ 7; i'm really just tired and want to sleep for the rest of the day. i just wish things weren't this way, but i guess they have to be.

peace for your day.