I've actually been working on this entry for about a month...I just haven't had time to say everything I want ( Read more... )

I often wonder why they teach that the human body is "worldly".
It really bothers me.

I don't like the way we were taught sex either.
Catholics ignore the issue for the most part...at least my church did.
Sex shouldn't be something you are ashamed to discuss.
"Don't have sex."
Kids don't listen to that anymore.
I think sex should be taught...all the ( Read more... )

The nights I decide to write in here are always random...
Ex.: -Reading marketing book, freaking out about my finance test...hey, let's write a journal entry.

Still no definite word yet on the FBI internship, but so far, I've been told very positive things...so it's looking like a 70% chance I would say.
I really hope I get this opportunity. 
I can't ( Read more... )

This song is frikkin amazing...the lyrics are just...wow.

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Can't sleep.

Blah.

Why does this thing automatically double space?

Drives me effin nuts.

I'm very rational.
Irrational feelings, i.e. ones that cannot be explained logically (well, my definitin of 'logically'), scare me.
I've realized this...well, actually...truth be told, I was lying in bed...restless...just thinking about random thoughts/things.
And I ( Read more... )

You don't know me
You can't hold me
I'll slip through your hands
I am one single grain of sand

You are free to love
Happily received

You are free to love if that is all you need

I am an empty space
I can't be replaced
So when you're finished with this dream
Delete
Begin to rewrite me

Almost there. One final left.

My reflection of this past semester is as such:

Hard as hell.
No time for anything.
Hardly talked to anyone.
But, very rewarding.
In fact, I have learned more this semester than any other at LSU.

I got an A in campaigns, which is arguably the biggest accomplishment in college for me.
PR campaigns is the capstone course for ( Read more... )

I thought that I was afraid to fail...but I think I'm afraid to succeed.
I'm afraid I will go to D.C., come out a shining, secure star and want to stay there.
I'm scared I won't want to come back home.
I have to get over this though.
I must set an appointment...note to self: send e-mail tomorrow....

You know, for a while I was really insecure about ( Read more... )

You know, I hate being right sometimes.

Christmas is coming up, and I cannot say I'm entirely excited.
I am, but then again I'm not.
My brother is coming for Thanksgiving instead of Xmas.
He gets a week off...well I don't, and that's when my group and I decided to have our campaign completed...basically, I'm going to be working my A off and in and out ( Read more... )

Hm. Wow ( Read more... )