It's hard to go through the regular forums to communicate, but I feel like I should continue here anyway. There are seventy-four days until I graduate from here. I weighed in today on the scale and I weigh 229 pounds. I started Monday and have been working out for at least an hour a day. I'm not sure how effective it is right now because of ( Read more... )

I miss angels too ( Read more... )

So I have had no internet in my room for the past week and half (since a big lightning storm on Monday), and the issue was finally resolved yesterday. The head technician guy resolved that something in my motherboard has failed and it is time to replace my antique (2005) laptop. I have to say that I'm not totally against that, but it's terrible ( Read more... )

an update ( Read more... )

It's difficult not to call, but it's the right thing to do.

I'm glad this will all be over for sure. I think I'm going to suck it up and take the class I was going to take in the summer and just take it in the fall. I should learn how to do real papers anyway. This week I had a dinner in my apartment that I hosted for 12 people who went to Italy with me. I made a four course meal with wine and bread on ( Read more... )

This is an essay that I read and I have questions about. They are more 'searching for a meaning' type questions though. Maybe not for life, but I guess more of what to do right now for all situations. Well, here's the essay and you can judge for yourself.

( 'Joyas Volardores' by Brian Doyle )

The other day Clair Labutta sent me a message through facebook asking me if I had any advice about Italy. This is what I ended up writing.

( the list )

It's been so long since I've updated anything. Christmas came and went. I did get Rosetta Stone for Italian which was the gift I probably enjoyed the most. I worked a lot, gained a lot of debt, but am continuing to work off and now I live in an apartment on campus and it's actually very nice. I have a nice room and a full kitchen and living ( Read more... )

I want to tell my secrets. There are so many things I want to say but no one I can tell it to. I hate not knowing. It makes my stomach hurt.