So, right now I am supposed to be cramming for my midterm that I have at 3:30. But I really can't think anymore. I have probably only studied for about an hour and a half, but Pearl + thinking hasn't really been happening lately. I'm stressed about the exam, but my adorable little birdy is being all cuddly and loving, which really makes it all better. She is giving me birdy-kisses
. I think I should do okay anyway though, the prof for this class is slightly crazy and really grouchy, but excellent at explaining and demonstrating things.
Also, I have a song in my head. Which means that I am having issues not singing it. And issues not thinking about the lyrics long enough to get some information on sensation and perception into my brain.
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Taking Back My Brave - Carolyn Dawn Johnson
I am from a tiny town,
Where I learned how to tough it out.
WhereI kicked the dirt an' my dreams around,
To conquer the whole world.
My uncle slipped me fifty bucks:
Some rolled their eyes an' wished me luck.
Yeah, I spent the first night in the cab of my truck,
An' I am still that girl.
I like a challenge an' I like to fly.
I'm not always perfect; I'm not always right.
When I go to weddings, it always makes me cry.
My heart is fragile an' I can be hurt,
An' I can crumble inside at the drop of a word.
But I can jump off a limb into a river of change:
I'm taking back my brave.
I kinda lost it for a while,
I had to force myself to smile.
An' I quit going that extra mile:
Abandoned my belief.
An' I spent hours on the phone,
Crawlin' back to my comfort zone.
Then I woke up one day; said I'm not runnin' home:
It's just not like me.
'Cause I like a challenge an' I like to fly.
I'm not always perfect; I'm not always right.
New born babies always make me cry.
My heart is fragile an' I can be hurt,
An' I can crumble inside at the drop of a word.
But I can jump off a limb into a river of change:
I'm taking back my brave.
I'm my Momma's only girl;
The child in a mess.
(I've always been that way.)
I been pushin' the limits,
Since I was little, yeah, yeah.
Oh, my heart is fragile an' I can be hurt,
An' I can crumble inside at the drop of a word.
But I can jump off a limb into a river of change:
I'm taking back my brave;
I'm taking back my brave, yeah.
Takin' it back, back.
I'm takin' it back, back.
I'm taking back my brave, yeah.
Takin' it back, back.
Ah yes, and I must note that I am FREEZING! I have no idea why! My bird isn't cold, and here I sit with 2 sweaters and a blanket and slippers, yet I still have goosebumps and can't really feel my toes. This is slightly odd for me and if I'm getting sick I'm going to be annoyed. Who wants to come and make me warm?
*sigh* but I'd better get back ot my cramming. I have class at 2, my midterm at 3:30, and after that I get to go to supper at my roommate's aunt and uncle's house. And apparently I have to help protect her new boyfriend from her crazy grandmother. Which sounds like it could be interesting. lol and it could also be alot of fun to watch! Grarg. I hate studying.
glass_cat said:
although Sensation and Perception should be hot enough for anyone.
I am gonna make a wild guess and say that Sensation and Perception are the new names for the 900-pounders?
Also, if that's psych 258, I am sure you'll do fine. You do crazy things like go to classes and read textbooks. If I had managed to do both of those things, I'd've probably done better than a B. As it was, all the textbook questions stumped me.