mad scientist girl

so I know I've been kind of ...not around lately.... I blame Mr. Puddles... (my depression) .. don't ask my why I needed to give it a name... and don't even bother to ask why it's a man. I'm just weird that way, OK? I also blame my teachers... did you know they actually want you to do work for your grades?.. it's CRAZY.. I know.... In keeping with that ... I wrote my latest story for my writing class... and thought I'd post it here for your delight! Outside the window, the city was quiet; like sleeping fairy dust had put everyone in a slumber until it was all over. Just like in the fairy tales; only this wasn’t a story, it was real life. The red, pus-filled wound on my arm was the only sign that I’d been bitten; three days ago, now. This morning, however, I started to notice some disturbing effects after my husband, Gerald, brought me breakfast. He laid my tray of food down on the side table, and I felt a longing to bite into the soft flesh of his neck

did you know that chemistry is fun? I see you guys shaking your heads... but it is really.. I promise! Where else can you relate the geometry of molecules to porn stars boobs? ...CIS AND TRANS baby! (that probably won't make sense to 50% of you, but that's ok) It's also what makes up our entire universe... the UNIVERSE people... without chemistry, we wouldn't exist. That's basically all kinds of awesomesauce right there. You know what else you can do with chemistry... you can make bizarre analogies like USe your Vacuum while wAtching TV and Hang Your Shorts Please! (or something like that, I’m not quite sure) ALSO ... chemistry has BIG ligands.... like, real big. (it’s a good thing) ..oh, and “that’s what she said” this random post is brought to you by “Did You Know” from Just Jennifer and MotherhoodTruth ... you should definitely check them out... and link up.. cuz I’d like to know what you all know... and because Jen is super

this is my 2nd attempt at a short story.. definitely better than the first. Give it a read, and let me know what you think! This is the story of how I died. It all comes back to one thing, or rather, one person. Collin. It all began with Collin. It was my first semester at university and all my life had been building to this moment. I was a straight "A" student in high school, part of all the clubs: Drama, Yearbook, Student Council, World Involvement, Eco Awareness. I had fully prepared for my first university class with my five pencils all sharpened to the same length. I sat in the front row, because I liked my professor to be aware of how astute I was. I ignored most of the students coming in because I had a feeling it would be like high school. I wasn’t very popular in high school; people were mostly jealous of me. They liked to shun me because I got the best marks and the teachers all liked me. As class began, a young man sat in the row behind me to my right. This is

maybe it’s the fact that I have a midterm tomorrow which requires me to know an entire page full of formula’s, laws, derivations, and equations…. or maybe it’s because this week’s (or last week's, or this week's? .. I'm so confused) Spreadable Cheese from Cheesy Bloggers is about memory. I don’t know why …or how ..or when it started, but my memory has more holes than swiss cheese. For reals… I can remember things that happened in elementary and high school but ask me what I did last Tuesday.. and I have to think about it for a minute. I don’t think that’s normal. Though it’s becoming ever more clear to me that “normal” isn’t even normal and no one is really, truly normal… and really… who WANTS to be normal… that’s boring.. and if I’m one thing… I’m anything BUT boring! I could relate my memory problems to the multiple times I’ve had a concussion (self-inflicted of course.. from the person who trips on flat surfaces) Or possibly the time that I d

I’m a horrible blogger…. Don’t argue, it’s true. I forget to blog for weeks on end, and then when I do, it’s not always entertaining.   Like this one… it’s mostly just an update, so if you’re not interested in reading about my life, you might as well move on now. Please don’t. But seriously…. My life is hectic right now. I’ve been spending a good portion of my time studying for my physical chemistry midterm on Tuesday night. Though the good thing is that I seem to be feeling fairly confident at this point. The only thing that sucks is that I also have a creative writing assignment due the same day, a midterm on Thursday and then a lab report and tutorial assignment due Friday. ACK! (excuse me a minute while I faint) Some good news is … since I’ve been on medication.. my stress, depression and anxiety have been getting a little better. I still have days where the crazy doesn’t let me leave the house, but I’m not sure yet if that’s normal or not. Wha