Well, I'm in one of those contemplative, live journal-y moods, so here goes....... School absolutely sucks. Finals week is next week here at good ole VJC, and I am stressed. With and American Government final tuesday, a civil lit and legal research and writing II final wednesday, a financial accounting quiz thursday, and a persuasive speech and ( Read more... )

So, it's been an assload of time since I last wrote in this thing. I won't reveal the reason that I have started my live journal again; I will only say that it is for very silly, Meg reasons. So, I'm back at VJC. It sucks, as usual. My classes are hard, the housing is restrictive, and we still have to drive about twenty minutes to get to school ( Read more... )

...........this is where I say I've had enough, and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now. A walking open wound, a trophy display of brusies, and I don't beleive that I'm getting any better ( Read more... )

Well, the weekend's over, and now it's back to reality. This certainly has been an interesting weekend (to say the very least). We partied at Jessie's most of the weekend, and I had way too much fun, especially Saturday night. It was cool seeing people I haven't seen for awhile. Sunday was spent in a daze, watching EVERY SINGLE EPISODE of Reno ( Read more... )

So, I'm sitting here at work (another 9-5) day, and I'm preparing this Derelict Letters. For those of you who don't work at a law office, a Derelict Letter is a letter telling someone to give you your god damn money. Anyway, so I'm doing these letters, and all I can think about is the line from Zoolander, "You can Dere-lick my balls." I mean, ( Read more... )