It all eventually boils down to a cycle. Cause here I am, writing all of these down, in a kitchen.

Just after dinner, and some desserts, I settled down in my kitchen to do my work. How funny and interesting life can be sometimes.

Back, but not in the same old place, not in La Jolla, not in Visage, but here. And strangely it all feels the same to me now that I think of it.

The serenity, the peace and the aloneness.

But I would miss both La Jolla and Visage cause I can't go back there, to the place where I was, and the person I used to be.

It's the third week and I'm still floating by. Can't get my head to start focusing. Had a five hour lecture today, and I felt so sleepy at the 4th hour. So I was telling my fellow speechie that I'm feeling sleepy cause we had five hour straight and she said, yeah not as if this topic is very interesting. But i found it really interesting, cause it's of disorders that were physical. It's not a language or speech difficulty but it's vocal nodules, vocal polyps due to maybe stairs or HPV. And I realised I still like the medical side.

And I really really missed the lab. So pray tell that I may eventually sort it out, as I seemed to not be able to see so clearly once again.

Been so whiny that I can't even stand myself, but once again I'm so thankful for my constants in life. Life can be so hard, but "that's what makes life interesting". I'm trying, trying to see that.