My favorite people in the world are those who are convinced that they are SO INTERESTING that they must PROJECT THEIR VOICE AS LOUD AS POSSIBLE so that everyone within hearing distance can understand them, and clearly. There's nothing I like better than totally inane drivel forced upon the masses. Can't they just, maybe, get a live journal or ( Read more... )

Pre-today, I was fresh. I was ready to go. I was well-rested. I was eager. That was before school started ( Read more... )

After picking up the T.A. position with Angeletti, I was both thrilled and nervous. I'm technically taking five classes (one of which is a 6o hour field experience), three of which are going to be reasonably hard. I have no idea how the fourth one will be, but it's a Saturday class and only lasts for eight weeks, so I should be just fine ( Read more... )

Am I allowed to be upset/sad that I didn't get elected to an executive board member position of a group that I joined, literally, last week only because someone in Metro's teacher program randomly nominated me for it ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I wonder if I'm just a character in some twelve year old's bad fictionpress.com story. Seriously--the types of conflict/drama that end up in my life seem like something that a pre-teen would come up with ( Read more... )

I feel almost like an adult today ( Read more... )

 Parasite Eve characters have no place in my Animorph dreams. I had one of those for the fist time in a few years last night, and it was epic! Creepy, thanks to P.E, but Epic with a capital "E" none-the-less ( Read more... )

I have a tiny white kitty snuggled and asleep at my feet beneath my desk, a round blob fur-boy rearing on his hind legs and nudging at my hip  with his nose, 733 words of NaNovel written, a blond, handsome man dreaming of me until we meet for our writing date tomorrow, and a morning wide open for sleepy time until noon.

<3 November.

It's strange to think that not even eight months ago I hadn't a clue what I would be doing with my life. Yes, it would have something to do with English. Perhaps it would have something to do with sign language, but I thought I'd grow bored merely parroting signs as an interpreter. I hadn't the foggiest idea what direction my life would take ( Read more... )

Today was a best-day ( Read more... )