
I hadn't had polish on my fingernails in at least 2 weeks up until yesterday afternoon on the way home from Manhattan... I felt more like myself afterward.

Studied for an hour on Friday, hours on Saturday ( Yes, in Manhattan), and one hour today. Physics and Math midterms are this week, and I am very nervous. On Saturday I went through every test and quiz I took in Physics, meanwhile good jazz music played, I sipped chamomile, and spoke with a lady soldier from Brooklyn who is also a trainer at Bally's on 14th street.

I went in the basement (nothing else better to explore in the home besides Ma's closet) an found a Shrinky Dinks machine I never used as a kid... still trying to figure it out. I remember being in grade school making stuff with my friend Sarah after school at her house. Her mom had an entire section of their basement dedicated to her stamping hobby. She had millions of stamps and inks from when she used to sell for the brand "Stamp it Up".