This week, I believe I fully got over my fear of needles. Not the big guys, maybe, but I gave blood--double even--without crying. So that was a plus for the week. I also became entirely fed up with politics, I learned my first song on the guitar, and I officially signed up for my marathon. Between these events, I've been busy to the point of near insanity--which I hate to complain about because everyone is busy.. But I'm literally sitting here unable to sleep because my mind is in so many places at once.

Today I realized I need more conversation--real and good conversation--in my everyday life. People like to talk. And more than that I love to listen, and as of today it is my goal to move past the "how are your classes" stage I seem to be stuck in with so many people. Easier said than done I think.

Today I conceded a point. So unfortunate. Also, I learned that I have completely no self-control and because of that I now feel quite sick. Finally, I need to keep a closer watch on my words--cause I feel like I could be using them for better. I will now lay down my aching head and hope for the best. Night:)