Mission 1: Fix sleep schedule.

Mission 2: besides nail these questions I keep getting wrong, I also need to do a practice essay.

Apparently I need 10 hours of sleep each night.  That means nobody needs to talk to me after 9 pm.

Spring semester I can start pulling the "wake up late" thing again.

Reading

Is very crucial for a passage based test.  And finding out what's wrong with a patient.

I also know once and for all I cannot do geriatrics.  It's bad enough dealing with my dad, who thinks he can now do anything he wants and get away with it since he is old.  At least, people at FSU, and my mom, are standing up to him.  He doesn't like it, but that's his problem.  But I know there are old men who don't act like a curmudgeon all the time too.  They just have Alzheimer's, that's all.  And that's sad.

Even if it's just for the votes he may or may not get in November, I'm glad Obama at least made a statement supporting gays' rights to marry.  I see no reason why I should treat gay people differently from anyone else, though I can definitely see how religious leaders would have a problem with it.

This new format is weird.

This isn't helping my bedtime ritual.  Stupid college lifestyle of staying up late >.<

But I'll go to sleep after writing this.  Promise.

Apparently Washington DC looked so bad when it was founded that one of the earliest senators said, "My God, what have I done to be condemned to live in this city?"  The things you learn from reading Profiles in Courage.  Though arguably, there are definitely parts of that city and suburbs (cough Anacostia cough) that look like that today.

The MCAT is a four letter word.  And will be responsible for my having no life until after I take the test.