le vingt-trois janvier

I've noticed that as much as we don't want it to be, hate is a much stronger feeling than love (or anything similar). A girl, for example, won't exactly remember all the compliments on her looks as much as she will remember just one insult. Personally, I feel hate is sometimes a stronger feeling. Working at this local bakery and interacting with the general public, I feel like I remember the stupider customers more than I remember the extremely polite ones. It's weird how some of our minds work this way, but I guess to understand it further I'd have to take some sort of psychology class or something.

On another note, I really need to get my student-act together. I have really been letting music just engulf my entire life. Music is lovely, really, and it's honestly because of music that I have come to know God. However, for the moment I do need to begin prioritizing again since this quarter I am taking three very difficult classes with lots of workloads. I also have work, and I need time to actually have a life and hang out with people. I also need to remember that my stomach has not been very well lately, and that I have lots of sleep debt to pay. So, I apologize to music - I only have the time to deal it every Thursday from now on.