More Matcha Please

Tea. Matcha. That is a green tea that I made a big deal about getting. Somehow tea is one of those things that both calms me and wakes up my mind. Just a little and I have gone from, “Oh, I want to go back to bed.” to “I want to write about tea!” If I were a scientist studying moods and possible new ways to fight Bipolar disorder I would have no end of things to look into. It is because I have a sensitive brain that can pick up on the slightest change. I think I am going to make more tea. I will be back soon.

All I need to do now is wait for the tea to cool a little. This makes two days now. Two days of normal sleeping hours! Just 8 hours of sleep, and sure I was a little sleepy when I got up, but writing and tea seem to have given me more energy then I have had in a long time… for those of you who are not filled in (did not read my older posts) at one point I was sleeping up to 16 hours a day because of medication. Sometimes I lose a whole day to sleep, but I can force myself to get up in order to live life a little.

I had a few readers once, but then I posted some stuff I wrote for a humor class (we were talking about how the gross is funny and etc) and I lost a link to my site and at least one person even pulled out of my polls. I have learned my lesson and will keep disgusting humor stuff out of my blog.

I forget why a blog is called a blog. I know it is short for online personal journal, but where did the b come from…?

Hmmm. I had a sudden vision of my brother W. at Borders talking about this. We were in the coffee shop. I like coffee shops. They are of comforting. I almost made up a special espresso drink today with the machine my sister S. left when she moved out of down, but I have forgotten the temp. of the milk. We had everything needed for a homemade vanilla cappuccino, for maybe a caramel latte.

Yummy. Tea is so good. After I run out of this Matcha I cannot afford anymore. I only have one or two cups worth. Goodbye Matcha.

Why is it that Word does not accept the word ‘blog’ as a correct spelling?

Don’t tell me truth hurts little girl, because it hurts like hell. –Underground, David Bowe That is what I have been listening to… the soundtrack to Labyrinth. How I ended up with it is a secret (no shoplifting or internet downloading) can you guess what I did?

Anyway. Look at the time! Based on the lighting I would have never guessed that it was almost 10:00 am. Lately it has been sunny, but it looks like today is cloudy and sunny. I want to walk in the park. Yawn. I am not sleepy. It is just I need new music now that Labyrinth is over. Lawrence of Arabia is just on cutting it. MIKA… needs more lyrics. There this one, The Nightmare Before Christmas, will give me two or three songs I like.

Anyway. My room is very clean now. I even packed up my winter clothes. I will have to take them home because it will be cheaper to wash them there and my Mom insisted on storing them for me. La la la la Whats this?

How is it that tea combats that weird feeling in my brain? That dull feeling. That feeling like I am still asleep. I know it has caffeine but pops (sodas) don’t do this. Oh no. I need some more songs! You might find out that it takes me time and a half to read because of medication. Plus, I have always been a slow typer.

Oh if you can find it the song Calculus Girl in the album skaflaskes by the ninjas do so. I love the lyrics, and the band has personality. Lets see if I can find it for you. Ahhh! I cannot find it!

There I got a few good snaps out of my back. Just a little yoga in the morning can really help the back. It is amazing how good yoga can make ones back feel. I didn’t realize that my back was upset, but after some yoga it became happy, and I wasn’t even doing the back relief yoga poses.

Do you know what is funny? The only thing that gets upset when I do yoga is my feet. For some reason they start to hurt. My poor feet are always upset. As I walk uphill they will start to hurt and then my legs will start to hurt and then everything goes numb.

…I’ve just looking at my bunny mug. It has a handle with a bunny on it ears popping out. On the mug is a picture of two bunny’s dressed up with hats going towards a church with no cross on it so maybe I am just imaging they are going to Easter mass. It cost me about 25 cents in a thrift store. The casher agreed that it was a keeper.

Lets see. I have to matching Halloween mugs, one Christmas one, one Easter one, and my sister (and roommate) has a valentines one. So I need the 4th of July, and Thanksgiving. (I think that New Years is too cheesy and falls under the category of Christmas.)

I used to think that when you where reading in class you where supposed to silently let people read the parentheses on their own, so when I skipped over them my English teacher got all mad at me. “YOU DON’T JUST SKIP THE PARENTHESES!” said the evil English teacher. I, however, was surprisingly unaffected and barely even looked up. You would think that a teacher blowing up over even such a small thing would upset a shy student like me.

Here we are that the transmission party! l <3 you friends they are all so arte.

Oh, woe is me.
There is a writing competition that I was planning on entering, only I didn’t read close enough and it is open only to those who are currently taking some sort of language course. I guess I have more time then I planned on fixing up my writing. I am looking for another contest in the meantime.

I’m listening to the Nightmare Before Christmas Special Edition, which has some extra songs by artists like Fiona Apple, Fall Out Boy (don’t know who this is, but the song is great) and Marilyn Manson.

Before a class, I continue to sleep twice the amount that I did before I was on any medication. Before I was on certain medications. I enjoy getting up early in the morning though, and will have to stay up until after 10 today, because I have a 7 pm class.

What is the problem? So hard to put my boney finger on. Some would say depression, if not medication, but I do not feel down (most of the time) and how is it that the problem just keeps on getting worse? Is it because of my medication changes? The last one was supposed to…I give up. I give up. I will just sleep forever. Who cares about talking, laughing, listening to music, watching youTube, and learning when you have deep comfortable sleep.

WHY? Why is it that my whole life is getting slept away, and in the end I will look back and ask, “How did I live? I crawled up in my loft bed, and slept over half of it away. The rest of the time I worked. Fun, ha. Love, ha. I had no time for these things, but the sleep and the dreams were high quality, and after a while my shoulders stopped hurting from sleeping so much, and while I was awake my mind would frequently stumble upon something that triggered a memory from a dream.

I need new music. Here is a mixture of some old and new. Guess what they are.
1) He believes in God, and he believes that God believes in Clod, that’s him.
2) They bier and fume at the stone of my tomb.
3) I saw my baby crying hard as babe could cry.
4) Everything I’ve done I’ve done for you. I move the stars for no one.
5) Go totally crazy, forget I’m a lady, Men shirts, short skirts.
6) Sunday morning I forgot my prayer, should have been happy to still be there, something could have come and taken me away, but I felt I should be here another day.
7) Beware of the Blob it creeps and leaps and glides across the floor right through the door and all around the wall.
8) When the earth was still flat and clouds made of fire, and mountains stretched up to the sky sometimes higher.
9) What should I do, I’m just a little baby what if the lights go out and maybe what if the wind…
10) This time of year… it’s so fashionable…I feel like dancing in the rain, can I have a volunteer
11) When I get away from the door man do you know how lucky you’ll be that your on the line with the feline.
12) I’d follow you around the world. It might take a while to find the angle of your smile, but that’s OK because your my…
13) As I walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things. Happiness is just an illusion filled with sadness and confusion.
14) When the moon is in the seventh house and Jupiter aligns with Mars, then peace will rule the planet and love will spear the stars.
15) Will here we are at the transmission party. I love your friends their all so arte.
Good luck with the guessing game, and don't just Google it all.