the little voices inside my head are talking to me again

2 finals down. 2 to go. i think that the caffeine from yesterday morning is still wearing off. this has been the hardest semester so far. no im not complaining, im just merely listening to the little voices inside my head. are the voices part of my unconscious? speaking of which, today i had my final in clinical psychology and i was going over some material with some classmates, in a hysterical mood of course because it was already the second final of the day and i was tripping not only on coffee but just in general. lesson to be learned: vica don;t deal with stress. anyway, so we were going over Freud's psychosexual stages. And I, a who studied the stages since psychology 101 have them down pretty well. i bluntly spit them out but since i was in a neurotic state altogether (after sitting through a devastating 3 hours of clicking on my cps remote and almost falling asleep in my sexual variations final trying desperately to not think about one way analysis of variances) i kind of yell the stages out

ORAL
ANAL
PHALLIC
LATENCY
GENITAL

this was, going to be on the final but my dear classmate reminded me that he did not wish to hear about what i did last night and that we should get back to studying. i really wish i can sit here and talk about Freud, because i honestly believe that the man was a genius. Yes he said some absurd things and that a lot of them do not apply to life today, but he will forever go down in my book of "Vica's book of people who rock." I am hoping to pick up a good book about the sex obsessed man and learn more about his genius.

on a different note, i find myself really in a neurotic state, not just when im on high doses of caffeine but in general. i have these crazy outbursts where i say the most random things, and its not really cute either... its random, and sometimes i say it in the middle of talking, completely changing the subject, interrupting myself. is it possible to have two brains? is there a little me inside of me somewhere? am i a me inside a bigger me? does this rambling show as proof of what i mean? or is it just the lack of sleep.

last night i met up with a school mate to study and we planned to meet at this coffee shop called Evolution. she got there before i did and kept calling me asking exactly where it is, she had a hard time finding it. when i got there she told me that apparently the place is not there anymore, it turned into a restaurant. she even went inside the jamba juice to ask where this Evolution place was and the jamba guy gave her a jerk smile and told her its up the block. jerk! i was mad! she was mad! so of course i walk into jamba for directions to evolution, he gives me his jerk smile and points me in the same direction. i played stupid and bluntly asked him why he gave my friend the wrong directions. jerk.

statistics final tomorrow.