Also... headaches. Every day. All day. Not good. I think I'm going to surrender soon and actually go to the doctor. Blah.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

So, I just got some of my grades for the first partial of this semester... and lets say I'm incredibly disappointed in myself. I can do so much better than this... 80's?? 70's!?! WHAT!? Whatever happened to a constant 100? This sucks. I either held myself up too high and didn't work hard enough or maybe I'm just being stupid and lazy. I guess both of those are the same thing... ugh. I don't know how I expect to be able to compete against thousands of students for only a couple hundred positions, and in medicine to boot.
*sigh* This is my verdict- This upcoming two partials for this semester... I'm going to really work hard at them. I'm going to stop skipping classes out of laziness, I'm going to do the homework and I'm going to do the work. The exams will come with themselves... but if I can at least do the former three things, I'll be accomplishing so much more.

Garh. I hate school. And yet, I sorta need it to be able to do anything that I want to do with my life.
Also, on the plus side... next semester, if I'm an A+ student... I can do exchange student programs. And my school is totally connected with Canada... xD

Unknown

Thanks to you, I have more faith in people than I should. I don't know if this is a good thing or not.

I Don't See What Anyone Can See, In Anyone Else... But You

You're the voice that calms me. The melody that keeps me smiling day after day. The deep, smooth, silvery resonance that makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time. Listening to you talk about something that you love, explaining, describing, emphasizing and introducing me to new things everyday... it reminds me what it feels like to truly be living life. Your sweet song whispered into my ear, day after day. I'll never be able to forget it, nor would I want to. The seductive murmur that causes goosebumps to crawl over my body, the beautiful lure of words that makes me forget reality, and only care about you and I.
Your melodious voice, your enchanting words, your sweet smiles and your caring hugs. Your mesmerizing eyes, your beautiful laughter, your charming personality and your fascinating curiosity about life.  
You are amazing, and I love you for everything you are, inside and out.

-Peaches.

She's a Dancing Queen

Aah, young love. It's so downright cute!

I never thought I'd be so happy for my sister. I thought I was going to look down on her first boyfriend and scowl at the thought of him being with my younger sibling... but no. I can't help but grin every time I see something between the two, and feel like giving her a hand on the shoulder and a small push when she's unsure or shy. She's actually quite mature for her age. Yes, she's very much a drama queen and her attitude outbursts make up for my the lack of my own. She doesn't know yet who she is, or what she's doing with her life... but she's getting there. She really has a neat personality, and she's willing to help do whatever it takes to see the boy she likes again. Something that's not so different from myself. I really see a lot of me in her, and yet... we're two completely and utterly different people. I'm really proud right now to say she's my sister. I'm happy she's there with me, and I'm glad I can be there for her too. It's times like these that make me smile and thank the heavens that they gave me a sister that I could share something like this with. It's a simple thing, that has brought us together like no other in the past 13 years. I hope I can be her friend, her sister, someone she can look up to and someone she can share silly secrets with and laugh. And if you ever read this, Maya, Never forget that I will always be here for you.

I love ya, sis.

Doctor my Eyes

I like notebooks. But I've come to enjoy knowing that other people are reading the things I write. It inspires me. I suppose my own joy in what I do isn't enough to propel me further... also, comments are the most amazing thing in the world. The fact that someone took a moment of their time to read whatever it is I wrote and then say their opinion on it is pretty much happy making.

There is nothing more inspiring than music, and nothing more musical than love.

I've never spent an entire math class writing and listening to music. It's kinda nice though, to simple relax and let my limited flow of inspiration run. The more I write, the more inspired I get though. Not to mention how amazing Our Lady Peace is. They bring back so many good memories, ones I never want to forget. They just hit the spot for incredible music.

 Light is leaving, hiding behind the mountains around us. Children sleep; lovers awake.

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Alright. So that was some of what I wrote during the ridiculously boring math class of two weeks ago... I finally got my notebook back xD. I will be posting the stories I have soon though. I found them incredibly interesting, I hope you do too. I'd write them out now, but time is running short on me today >.>

Goodbye, for now.