tuesday evening.

I am maybe one of the worst studiers for cognitive psychology there ever was. I woke up to find myself having fallen asleep on the book, my cheek in the crease, glasses flung haphazardly over the back of the couch, sprawled. Studying indeed. I am a joke.

On another note, I think sometimes we need to think about the simple things in life that make us feel very happy and maybe just ignore boys who make us feel confused... and sexually frustrated. Food, for instance. I am a primitive woman. I am going to make macaroni and cheese and mix in sauteed vegetables tonight, and I can't tell you how thrilled I am about it. It's going to be amazing and I am likely going to eat all of it in one (long) sitting.