I feel like I should be writing down my experiences here, but so much happens in one day, and one day runs into the next, and then all of a sudden I have to go home in ten days and all I have are a few emails I sent out talking about elephants ( Read more... )

It's my roommate's birthday...that means there are no more teenagers living in this apartment. No teen pregnancy for any of us. whoo hoo ( Read more... )

I didn't cry when my parents left me in Gainesville and drove back to my old life in Palm Beach County. I saw a lot of tearful goodbyes in my dorm hall...but none of it really seemed like it was happening. I guess some changes are so big, you can't even really grasp their full impact while they're in the midst of happening ( Read more... )

I have a boy. Ish. Or I would if I let my guard down and tried things like, say, thanking him for the roses, lovely dinners, and the star-gazing with glasses of strawberry champagne. That would be nice of me. Unfortunately, I'm not always a nice person. Also, I feel like I just jinxed everything by writing it on lj, but it's late and I can't sleep ( Read more... )

I've decided that parents' weekend is nice to an extent. And then it's more stressful than life itself ( Read more... )

In a sentence, life is good ( Read more... )

I read over a few of my older entries tonight ( Read more... )

There was one night, maybe the summer between sophomore and junior year. Or maybe it was last summer. I don't remember. As carefully as it's documented on papers and calendars during the rest of the year, time seems to simply melt from one scorching summer to the next. For me, at least ( Read more... )

I guess I'm feeling...restless ( Read more... )

Mom: Brittney, I need to tell you a story ( Read more... )