The e-mails keeps coming, the homework still needs to be done, work is still expecting me. My body still requires food, my teeth ache for brushing, you all don't realize- that I've lost a limb today. How can all things be the same?
It depresses me to know that one great man cannot make a difference enough to disturb the whole world with his
I honestly tried. Seriously. I don't understand what I am doing wrong. I didn't get into the opera, I didn't get a bid from any sororities. What else am I supposed to do?
I'm pretty psyched about this year. I'm going to jump in with both feet. (Bad cliche, I know, how does one jump in with any less than both feet?) SO far the plan is... 17 credit hours 15 hour work week backstage at the local assembly hall audition for Cosi audition for Drowsy Chaperone sorority rush
Gramma and the Colonel are sunshine in a dark world. They are two of the greatest people that walk on this earth. Both are a few months away from being 95, and yet have a vitality and joy that I is missing is people our age
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