Let us be honest, shall we? Instead of pouring my innermost thoughts, hopes and dreams onto my hard drive, I made an iTunes playlist. I suppose that means that my subconscious feels that being creative is much more time-effective than tapping at keys on my laptop for an hour and a half. Originally, my intent was to provide an account of the events ( Read more... )

Grargh. So yeah, my life certainly has not been conducive to writing really long posts about what's been a'shakin' with me and my life. Hell, I hardly keep my father informed of what I'm doing. Which should be a very belated New Year's Resolution, but probably won't be. Cause laziness is what college life, for the most part, is all about ( Read more... )

I fucking hate winter. Let's just be honest here ( Read more... )

Currently, sitting in my room, checking the ladies of my resident hall back in for the Spring semester, and watching ANTM marathons are what my day is amounting to. I had to come back early (three days early) to go through RA Re-training. I must admit that it was fantabulous to come back - I was worried that I wasn't quite ready to come back to ( Read more... )

Yes, I am done with the fall semester. Grades are posted. Finals are finally over. Sleep is coming to me, regardless of how many times in the past two weeks I said "I can sleep when I'm dead" to keep me from drooling all over my Stats book at 2:00 Ante-Meridian. Gracious, that was a tough semester ( Read more... )

Originally, I was going to actually write a journal entry, but after taking a break from studying and messing around on Facebook, I prefer to just do this instead ( Read more... )

If it has been six weeks, that means that time has either been flying by, which is massively uncomfortable for me, or it's crawled by, which I may be equally uncomfortable with. Flying time speeds up the end of the year; I'm just not ready to face next semester so quickly. Crawling time makes it seem like every last meeting I have to go to, every ( Read more... )

I hope, dear reader, that you will excuse me. Tonight I do not plan on having any kind of theme or organization to my writing, other than it's what I wanted to write at that precise moment. Maybe this will help me slip out of my head for a minute to give my thoughts a rest ( Read more... )

Tonight is Shirttails at Hendrix, the yearly rendition of Raunch-O-Rama ( Read more... )

As I may have mentioned in an earlier post, I just got the RA job I had been drooling over for the past year. Considering how much work it is and how little we get paid, one could understand my trepadations. "Do I really have it in me to break up a huge party of drunken, belligerant assholes?" "Can I really be there for my residents as much as they ( Read more... )