F[k_] = 1/Sqrt[2Pi] Integrate[f[x] Exp[-I k x], {x, -Infinity, Infinity}]

fourier transforming my life would probably be a good idea. that way i can get away from a state of definite momentum to a state of definite position.

three classes and no 105 feels really laid back, and this isn't good. i tend to postpone things and procrastinate more. but this week apparently procrastination should be the appropriate thing to do. i've finished 120a lab, 120a hw, and all i have is a new illustration assignment due tomorrow noon and quantum mechanics due wednesday.

honey nut cheerios to my left and a glass of red wine to my right. the window is opened about 4-5 inches wide, letting the cool night breeze in. the bitterness of the red wine is slowly taking over my mind, leaving nothing but a trace of sweetness. weird, i know, but the truth concealed within word "bittersweet" has never been so obvious.

i need a complex exponential term. i need to integrate myself from negative infinity to infinity. i need to get out of this state of indefinite position. i don't know where i am, i don't know where i'm heading. i know i'm taking it easy, slowly moving, but no matter how slow i move, it makes no difference if i were not able to see where i'm heading.

i embrace loneliness. loneliness is probably something that is not healthy for most people, but lately i enjoy being lonely. i kinda thought that it might not be healty, so i attempted to invite people over to keep me from being lonely. but here's the thing about saturday night: everyone has places to go and people to see. some have mcat to study for, some have parties and dances to attend to, some have movies to watch, but no time for a few glass of wine with a good ol' friend. that's why i embrace loneliness. it's there when no one has time for you. in fact, it's always there, waiting for everyone to leave you and sneaks right in to keep you companied. if there is such a thing as a loyal friend who is there when you need her, her name would be loneliness.

kristin stayed over last night. good times. she's still mean like always, but at least she got me a bottle of red wine. sam better comes back soon, otherwise i'm gonna chug this shit by myself, and then i'll start my quantum mechanics homework.



ai-chan, you're so cute.