A Curious Girl: Seasonally affected

I met the York person who found my diary. How? I can't tell you. Bwahahahaha.

Matthew's always saying that I get tired too often. It worries him. And I severely hate mornings. And winter depresses me. I write poems about the spring. I wrote a poem and stuck it on my door, which my corridor mates (who I like again, they're being nice and I'm now sure that note didn't mean anything nasty) grabbed one morning when they thought I was at church. I have a feeling they might have thought it was mean to be a deep and meaningful metaphorical poem about Jesus - which curiously enough, I thought when I reread it - but actually it was just a less metaphorical poem about spring.

So this morning I woke up at half past seven, before my alarm went off, then got up for real at 8.10, noting that it's a lovely sunny day. For the first time in weeks I had breakfast before my lecture, bounced around to Bon Jovi, went to say hello to Matthew, and then went off to my lecture, only to startle people by actually being early.

Anyway, I think I've cracked this curious phenomenon!

Three words - Seasonal Affected Disorder :-)

Or it might have been partly due to drinking half a litre of orange juice before I did anything else. (Speaking of which, someone drank some of mine yesterday - though it might have been Laura again... I'll get my revenge when we're living together *evil grin*.)

Oh yes - and apparently dietary fibre lowers cholesterol - isn't that weird? Although the lecturer used 'excretion' instead of 'egestion' - tut tut tut. Well you could excrete bile salts but you wouldn't excrete dietary fibre as it's never been 'in' you in the first place.

Ever found it amazing that our bodies are made up of the same stuff as everything else, and yet work so amazingly well? We've not got anything special working inside: carbon, nitrogen, hydrogen, oxygen - trace sodium, potassium, calcium - some phosphorus - some chlorine, a bit of sulphur... nothing incredibly different from anything else on this planet. And there are so many factors that have to work together to make things happen. But it does happen, leaving us to go ponder morality, love, war, peace, and who stole the orange juice. Psychology is a much maligned science (well... art :) actually as a science it is a bit naff but as an art of sorts it does rather well, even if it does mess with your head :) ).

So anyway - 'Today's events, God is great, other' :)

Random word for today: idiosyncracy

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