Don't Stress Yourself. Babe.

I am exhausted but I only really have myself to blame. I decided to stay up all night last night. I just took a three hour nap to take the edge off so I'm doing a little better, but I actually had a hard time falling asleep and kind of feel like a zombie now. I am surprised that I'm still functioning in any manner, although I'm not really sure you can call my behavior earlier today "functioning".

Basically it involved failing my second Linear quiz in a row, losing one of my earrings (which happens to be only one of 2 pieces of jewelry that I really care about, because they were from my grandmother before she died and I usually wear them everyday to keep my ears open anyway) and almost bursting into tears at the end of Linear and walking back to my room with tear tracks clearly all over my face. Excellent.

To be fair I only got like that because I was so tired. I was upset about the jewelry and the quiz but normally it wouldn't make me cry; oh Heavens no! It seems a bit ironic that I stayed up mostly last night to understand Linear and it didn't even help me. I'm a failure.

But staying up also did a lot of good things for me. I was able to finally get on top of some homework things, I got to know Ali a lot better (my neighbor, who is really cool, and stayed up also), was able to pamper myself in the bathroom mirror without having a lot of people in the way, lay in the grass and looked at the stars, took an early morning bike ride in the refreshing air to get a hot, freshly made bagel at 7 in the morning, and generally got to spend some time on myself. It's kind of sad that I had to pull an all nighter to get these things, but the world is a very different place at 4 in the morning.

It's a place of constellations, odd math magazines, McDonald's coffee runs, relationship talk, and eyebrow plucking. I don't regret that at all.