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I feel disposable.

Sinking

I’m watching this History Channel documentary on the “Titanic’s Final Moments: Missing Pieces.” Wreckage and deep-sea diving both fascinate me, and I don’t know why. 

In light of this said mystery, I have compiled a list, a list of things that truly have boggled my mind this week.

1. Red Velvet Cake
2. The Titanic, both the movie’s love story (as I am completely captivated by the thought of a love that’s simply not meant to be, see Atonement) as well as the factual happenings to the victims
3. School supplies (portability, recycled, etc. HOLY MOLY, I am in love with getting new school supplies)
4. Shaving cream (it certainly has a strange consistency, doesn’t it?)
5. THE LOS ANGELES LAKERS 
6.  Neck injuries (Thanks to the movie Taken, I’ve learned that the most effective way to kill Slave Traders is to strike ’em in the neck, shit.)
7. The possibility of double majoring in Legal Studies (bahahah)
8. Those Bing! commercials (Plasma. A plasma is an ionized gas. HOW CUTE!)
9.  Human Trafficking 
10. Carne Asada fries (Its deliciousness prompted me to research their origins and such)

Come to think of it, this list dually functions as the Top Ten Searches Entered on Heather’s Wikipedia Tab. Talk about an odd brain. 

I’ve decided that I need to try harder, with loving, studying, writing, running, laughing, writing, learning, living, travelling. I WILL GET TO TRAVEL THE WORLD SOMEDAY, DAMMIT. And I will get that cumulative 3.3 I need for honors, and I will rock my classes. Summa cum laude, summa cum laude, summa cum laude. And I will get involved with SOMETHING, dammit. I need to get myself out there, and if there’s anything that I’ve learned from my said composed list, it’s that I need to live my life to its utmost fullest, sorry for the cliche. I know that I can rise from what I’ve felt was this sinking feeling of impossibility. Jealousness and insecurity and fear shall no longer steer me away; I’ve regained control of my own ship, pardon the terrible metaphor!

HONESTLY

Call me a traitor if you’d like, but the Lakers are amazing.

SO SEXYYYY

The Smiths – Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now

Amazing. Out of a million and one things that occur in Berkeley everyday, I still cannot manage to write about anything positive. Or negative. Only uncertain thoughts pervade my mind. Those are definitely not what I want to share with the world.

I really have nothing new to say. Is that awful or what?!

I did feel one tiny moment of euphoria today, however. Whilst in the Main Stacks, I put on my party shuffle on my trusty 5-year-old laptop. Through my earbuds, I heard an amazing playlist of Pixies, Dinosaur Jr., Radiohead, the Smiths and Jolie Holland. It was kick ass. Keep in mind, my Itunes generated this playlist randomly. I went to class and came back to the library after a quick lunch (Club crackers and monterrey jack cheese are amazing in this summer heat, I’ve discovered), and the first song that it played for me was Snowflake by Mew! I was so amazed. (Usually, my Itunes chooses to embarrass me by playing some random song that I don’t listen to often — like, O-town’s Liquid Dreams, or something similarly awful.) Lo and behold! After some Mew action, I got a load of Smashing Pumpkins and Magnetic Fields! A sheer moment of happy happy joy joy… that is, of course, until I realized I still had to write a 6-paged paper that’s due this Friday and that I was tapping along with the happy beats way too loudly, as per violating proper library decorum.

hallå!

I am trying to find my own voice again. Perhaps an invisible audience will help me.